The Great Prize

So bright…
So beautiful…
I cannot live without it
It is everything to me
I would die just to call it mine
 
It shines…
It glimmers…
In the dim light inside
A dank cave under
The mountains in the depths
 
I MUST HAVE IT!
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT!
FROM ME!
 
My prize…
My precious…
Granting me five hundred years
I have lived in such exile
Because they fear me out there
 
My life…
My precious…
Slowly taking my mind
Hearing my sweet melodies
You will be mine, forever
 
I WILL KEEP IT!
YOU CANNOT TAKE IT!
FROM ME!