vi. Execution

 

Oh little heaven, let me convey the message

Oh little heaven, let me convey the message

 

The heart of an outcasted prince from far land developed an affection on Lavaana.

As usual news as it sounds

The king spares none who eyes on his daughter

Thirteen killed and he’s the fourteenth

He’ll be asked for last wish tomorrow, the execution day.

Oh little heaven, as always my heart is aching while delivering this

Oh little heaven, as always my heart is acting while delivering this.

 

The tiny angels flew as they went.