THE BALLAD OF LILA BARD Lila Bard lived by a simple rule: if a thing was worth having, it was worth taking. Trouble is the looker. It keeps looking till it finds you. Might as well find it first. Death comes for everyone. I’m not afraid of dying but I’m afraid of dying here. I’d rather die on an adventure than live stading still. Attend the tale of Lila Bard Her skin was pale and her eye was odd. She picked the pockets of gentlemen, who never thereafter where heard of again. She trod a path that few have trod Did Lila Bard The demon thief of the Night Spire She kept a ship in London town. Of fancy pirates and good renown. She fought a tournament well and fair To say that she cheated, no one would dare To Lila To Lila Bard The demon thief of the Night Spire Swing your knives wide, Lila Hold it to the skies Freely flows the blood of those who moralize Her needs were few, her closet bare A coat to wear and short hair A dress so that she could lure her prey That was what she needed to be on the way Lucky if she’d just leave you scarred This Lila Bard The demon thief of the Night Spire Inconspicuous Lila was Quick and quiet and clean she was Back of her smile Under her word Lila heard music that nobody heard Lila pondered and Lila planned Like a perfect machine she planned Lila was smooth, Lila was subtle Lila would blink and rats would scuttle Attend the tale of Lila Bard Well known for her cold hearted blood That’s surely not what Kell would say But she wouldn’t want me to give it away Not Lila Not Lila Bard The demon antari of.. No such thing as too many knives.