A ring of water, guarding the castle, Protecting the throne, be it lord or vassal. A liquid hug around old towers, Keeping enemies at bay for hours.

Hippies signed me, doves deliver me, wars end when I arrive.

I sound like arrow, but that is not what I am. I carry death, kings, cups, and more, to lay out futures foretold. I am a full deck, but not meant for play; if read poorly, you may start to pray.

Built to reflect her dear homeland In the realm of hand for a hand I am known by word of mouth Which may have named me too far south I may only put ten, such facts suck So please just name the lands of Marduk

I am a wall that watches you walk You see me too, but we'll never talk I have but one name yet I am known for one million My heads blend with yours like a sort of chameleon I hide from lights of the city above You may know this city: City of Love