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Trembling Hands beat fast and hard.

Crimson stains, cheeks swollen

they're mangled from deep torn furrows. sharp nails knifelike.

Endlessly the heart feasts on those crying lamentations

the breast-covering garments tattered, shattered with pain.

For a fate with no peace

For a fear cried out so piercingly

so hair-raisingly

dream-true, rising from hateful sleep

now she cries out

at midnights bell

right from the heart of the house a scream of horror

murder

horror

the muffled sound of a blade buzzes through the air

trembling Hands beat fast and hard.

crimson stains ,cheeks swollen

they're mangled from deep torn furrows. sharp nails knifelike.

what appropriate atonement is there for all that shed blood

that flowed to earth. cities burning, collapsing houses!

since the ruler died

Such misanthropic darkness

has shrouded the palace allover, sunless eternity

for a fate with no peace

For a fear cried out so piercingly

so hair-raisingly

dream-true, rising from hateful sleep

Now she cries out

at midnights bell

right from the heart of the house she screams

now she cries out

at midnights bell

right from the heart of the house

where she's at

and her king

Fate without peace

Time for revenge

Blade in the chest

Fate without peace

Now she cries out

at midnights bell

right from the heart of the house

The king feels warmth

Lays In her arms

Eyes full of tears she grabs her blade and screams.