Roger D. Linder
GuardsIt’s a tale, too strange to tell
With lightning, to the ground we fell
An angel of God, he moved the stone
We feared so much, our lives were done
PriestsA tale for sure, it has no fact
You cannot share, we’ll make a pact
A sum of riches, yours to spend
Keep quiet or it will be your end
GuardsA mighty feat like this to view
A fearful sight, we’re telling you
A story that cannot be shared
A truth that must be undeclared
PriestsBut a mere fable, it is true
No one will know, what you once knew
Forevermore you must relate
That this was false, that is your fate
The followers came through the dark
They took the body, left no mark
This is the tale that you will tell
Now go away, you’ve been paid well.