Priscilla's Dagger

[Verse 1: Devenny] Do you have something to say, my dear? Yes, the crest on my chest causes fear And I sense that you think you're near But you’re far from it, I see those tears, yeah Couple of villagers wanna try know me Standing outside with the templars and thieves The gaze in their eyes says they wanna cause grief Take a swig of the warmest of meads For me, this is just a game that I play When men that throw hate with any sort of change Coming their way with the source of their hate Is the brightest of faith, is that rude to say? Is that rude to say? Yeah [Chorus: Devenny] Leave a handkerchief by the inn's fire Take the items out of the chest you desire Throw the parchment in the lake you admire Build guild, build guild Build guild, build guild Build guild, build guild Build guild, build guild, yeah [Verse 2: Devenny] You, you are me, yeah Please, you one of these, yeah Hands that were made from the bark, yeah Rough as the hater you seek, yeah Think you're a puffer for holding your soul Trust in the gold that you sold for your feelings My dear, you’re just drowning in hope Please, grab on the rope Look at the scars that you bear on your arms For the times you were craving the cold My instinct was vicious, you fucked with the vision I hope you return to the warm The reaper was calling, you crawled on the ceiling I held on your pulse to stop you from bleeding I need you, I need you I really just need you, I really just wanted you here with me [Chorus: Devenny] But leave a handkerchief by inn's fire (Ooh) Take the items out of the chest you desire Throw the parchment in the lake you admire Build guild, build guild Build guild, build guild And I will build, build, build [Outro: Devenny] I'm home, I'm home It's cold, that's on my soul I feel cold, that's on my soul I feel cold