Blank Space (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Taylor Swift

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Song Lyrics

Well met, whence comest thou?
I can reveal wonders untold,
Magic, frenzy, heavens, and sin,
Espied thee and I pondered,
"By the gods, gaze upon that visage,
Thou seem'st like my next folly,
Love's a sport, wouldst thou join?" Ay.

Wealth anew, garbed in finery,
Like a scroll, I can decipher thee,
Is it not amusing? How tales take flight,
And verily, thou hast heard of me.
So, let us be comrades,
I long to see this tale's end,
Take thy papers of travel and my hand,
I can turn scoundrels righteous for a short while.

Thus, it shall last forever,
Or descend into inferno,
Thou canst tell me when 'tis done, mm,
If the joy was worth the sorrow.
Possess a lengthy list of former loves,
They'll declare me touched by madness,
For thou know'st I adore the gallants,
And thou relishest the play.

For we are youthful, and without heed,
We may pursue this beyond bounds,
It shall leave thee breathless, mm,
Or with a vile mark.
A lengthy list of former loves,
They'll say I'm bereft of senses,
Yet I hold an empty parchment, my dear,
And I'll inscribe thy name.

Lips like cherries, skies like crystal,
Wonders untold I can display,
Stolen kisses, alluring untruths,
Thou art the Monarch, and I, thy Queen.
Discover what thou desirest,
I shall be that maiden for a moon's cycle,
Yet, wait, the worst is yet to come, oh no.

Shrieking, weeping, tempests perfect,
I can turn all fortunes around,
A garden of roses beset with spikes,
Leaving thee in constant doubt,
"By the gods, who is she?"
Jealousy is my drink,
But thou shalt return each time thou departest,
For, my dear, I'm a nightmare in daydream's guise.

Thus, it shall last forever,
Or descend into inferno,
Thou canst tell me when 'tis done, mm,
If the joy was worth the sorrow.
A lengthy list of former loves,
They'll declare me touched by madness,
For thou know'st I adore the gallants,
And thou relishest the play.

For we are youthful, and without heed,
We may pursue this beyond bounds,
It shall leave thee breathless, mm,
Or with a vile mark.
A lengthy list of former loves,
They'll say I'm bereft of senses,
Yet I hold an empty parchment, my dear,
And I'll inscribe thy name.

Lads desire love only if 'tis agony,
Say not I gave thee no forewarning,
Lads desire love only if 'tis agony,
Say not I gave thee no forewarning.

Thus, it shall last forever,
Or descend into inferno,
Thou canst tell me when 'tis done,
If the joy was worth the sorrow.
A lengthy list of former loves,
They'll say I'm touched by madness,
For thou know'st I adore the gallants,
And thou relishest the play.

For we are youthful, and without heed,
We may pursue this too far,
It shall leave thee breathless, mm,
Or with a vile mark.
A lengthy list of former loves,
They'll say I'm bereft of senses,
Yet I hold an empty parchment, my dear,
And I'll inscribe thy name.