Letras
Vortex spits us forth to Henry's Tudor reign
King Henry VIII, time machine's arcane chain
Charlotte's echo-his workshop gleams bright
But Jane Seymour fades in death's pale sight
Henry weeps wild: "Save my love from the grave
Jane slips away- be her champion, brave
Childbed fever grips her in tower's cold keep
We vow to rescue, our time
debt to reap
Through dungeon gloom, herbs and spells we deploy
Jane stirs breathing- Henry's heart bursts with joy
"Male heir denied, but daughters I'll yield
Mary and Elizabeth, for your machine sealed
"Boys I craved, sons for the throne's iron crown
Take the girls- my legacy cast down
Time engine yours, twist fate's merciless thread
Princesses join us- Tudor pact widespread
Elizabeth wise, Mary fierce by our side
Henry's gift hums- through eras we ride
Jane lives on, king's grief turned to cheer
Adventurers armed for the dungeon's frontier
Time machine whirs
daughters claimed
Henry's bargain... Jane's life reclaimed