The Prophecy
The Prophecy deals with a cryptic fragment of poetry that the Shala, the dryad queen of Ostaerra, discovered one day.  Somehow the ancient words told of two sisters, Bella Rose and Gia del la Rosa, who were kidnapped and separated as infants.  Their fates would be tied to Shala, to Akasha the Queen of Ostaerra's Faeries and to young Brenna, child of Fae and Tree.  There are two melodies that alternate.  Words & music © 1999 Ginger Hulsopple

 Am                   Dm          G               Am
Seed that was planted deep within love’s heart
 Am               Dm              G     Am
 Two roses bloom then torn apart
 Am                Dm        G          Am
 One rose of water another of fire
 Am      Dm      G               Am
 Will ensue a fate to transpire

 C              G               Am                 G
 Dryad queen who’s beauty doth reign
 C            G       Em      Am
 Will the hurt of lover's pain
 C              G               Am         G
 Fan the flame and cause a deep wound
 C                      G         Em              Am
 Healing the same by light of the moon

 Am            Dm        G                Am
Queen of Faerie Spirit's own childe
 Am             Dm     G        Am
 In danger's fury magick wilde
 Am             Dm               G         Am
 Childe of woode and childe of fae
 Am                Dm          G         Am
 Deep in her heart do secrets lay

 C             G       Am        G
Rose of water  flowing freely
 C              G            Em            Am
 Thorn to prick the men of the sea
 C             G             Am               G
 Rose of fire hides gold in her one hand
 C                  G             Em             Am
 Flames of passion,  men to command

 Am     Dm          G      Am
Roses two, but torn apart
 Am      Dm         G         Am
 Roses two, but of one heart
 Am           Dm         G              Am
 Talismen true are tendered unto thee
 Am           Dm             G          Am
 Join-ed together to make ye free

 C                  G     Am           G
Daughters regal born of a true king
 C                  G           Em           Am
 Daughters lost and fortune to bring
 C                   G           Am                G
 Lord of the sun will mourn for his own
 C             G         Em                  Am
 Till the mystery shall become known
 

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