Ophelia - Leaves' Eyes

O maiden pale Ophelia

Your skin is white like diamonds in the snow

But they know

Madness and hysteria turned your flowers into stone

Fleurs-de-lis

Sweets to sweet

I can hear them mourning at my grave

Ophelia

Can you feel this madbess in my veins

Inside my veins

Love and pain

This sighing fate

She fades away

I fade away into black waters

Confident black river strams tangle in your hair

White veils merge to snowbells like deadly poetry

All around you fleurs-de-lis on a white mortal bed

Maiden thou shalt not sin

Virgin suppress your will

Forces seduce your lind

Haunting a damsel’s sleep