Seven to Ten

A thousand loves

A thousand years

For each love lost

A thousand tears

My dear
My goddess
You who was born in light
Elegant enchanting
Elizabeth
And I
Your silver knight

Out of spite to the worst
Shall soon shatter this curse
And live our days in death
Our lifetime of bliss
In our abyss
Satisfaction in our last breath

And though your grace
Has not changed my face
I bear this burden with you
And soon after years
Hundreds of thousands of tears
We bid our life adieu