There once was a maiden
Unhindered and pure
A willow that danced
With an angel’s allure
Yet for all of her beauty
And fairness and light
Ophelia wandered
The darkest of nights
She swam with a madman
Through current and dune
Til’ one day, her father
Fell sharp to his doom
At the hand of her lover,
The siren did sink
To a blue land uncovered
Where dead go to think