Ophelia Songtext
von Balmora

Mother, tonight, I fear I will not make it out alive
If you should see me now, shame in you will make quick work of my pitiful soul
My last rites doused in her tar to be set ablaze
Somebody, there must be, to bear their blame and put her free
I sink beneath the waves, the sirens cry, "Sic erat scriptum", through tears as black as midnight′s eyes
Our demise will be just fine
Resurfacing crowned as Queen, to she, it's worth everything
Bittersweet violence abounds in the purple corner of your heart
Choir, sing me back into his midst, I desire to murder my wrongs for good this time
Succoria, at last it′s mine
You made me what I am
(At last it's time)
With nowhere left, I turned to the depths
Succoria, rise, curse, and love eternal in your state of unbridled grace
Pierce every traitor high upon pikes Taste your revenge now
Pulling through thy flesh and bone
As she hurled most feverish frostmourne, her tongue split right in two, flowering forth familiar semblance
How could I forget you?
Beginning, plot, and finale of this timeline
Your innocence bathes in my corruption
Such great shame that I must waste you, devouring my last pint of sanity
Somebody, there won't be
No being shall remember how we ceased to be
an apology everlasting
I′ll retrieve your heart from the bottom of the sea
Thine love betrayed vanishes not
You are saved
Complete again, Ophelia