The physician madeth me aware
I haveth one year or less to liveth
I toldeth him tell mi amour' I loveth her
And ask her for all mine pains canst she forgiveth?
Telleth mi amare I'll be waiting in the 9th row booth
Wherein serpahim art chaperone's
And ourn name's shalt be engraved on heavenly elephant tusks pew's...
Please telleth her not to walketh past me
For she just must remember mine garb shalt be clarion crystal.
She won't see none more sadness in me
She shalt be there next to me
In spiritual nestle!!!
Telleth mi amour' doc
I shalt be in waiting mode
For telleth her soon the world's ending
I shalt be there to protect her soul....