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A poem of love and the death that destroyed it! |
| TILL DEATH DO US PART Thy prince hath fallen, From thy Noble Steed, The light is dimming, To which I cannot see, Days before, Thy prince's break, On bended knee, His heart I take, Happiness comes not this time, Our wedding chapel, Now his shrine, Evilness has befallen me, The light is dimming, To which I cannot see! |