O lord Muse cannot you see? My forefathers wrought an oath upon me Noble blood still flows through true veins To bring the wheel’s Doom on Nightmare’s age My first father Muse witness me I wield my heart for you truly Swear upon the Fire that pain taught Free I will all men who mare straught On the other shore she birthed me My deep heart borne empty King-right cleanness exiles the dark Death's death leaves not a maremark Ah! in a distant age under that tree We fought on a battlefield so holy Blood shed against the everlasting fiend And tears shed against marestruck friend Yet blood wept shall set kin free And tears wept quell the mare in me We warred again at that wild mount And at Baikal that dark deep ghostfount I was there when the first one forsooth Babylon, Bodhi, Sinai, Xinjiang, too The noble fight with a clear mind Down my father and mother's line Age after age Life after life Strive and strive Fight and fight Far and near Here and there Me and you So black mare I know you fear me too And my will and blood still proves true And the wheel weaves a spring to renew For my clan and kins doom is you! So hear me now dear first father This is the oath of Muse's daughter This is a translation of: [[Tianmu Theosophical Society/Way of Tianmu/Writings/Poems/Muse's Doughter]]