In the swirling rivers of forgotten times Ancestors built a grave from above For promises made on their long-ago crimes I lost my once-and-only love
All their past mistakes and their pacts running deep Are drowning in the murky flood Treaties compiled in oaths they could not keep Are passed down in our family blood
Her marble lips smile in the icy stone vault Her love buried by old vows of hate But her silent suicide wasn’t our fault Her ****** caused by forefathered fate
They spiteful told me her hands never to hold Their feuding sounds her funeral bell Their path has decreed her white face should be cold So I choose to die here as well