To My Lovely Eurotas

Each step

That you take

Is the life of one who never had legs

And 

Every single one of your eyes remains

Your once cursed friends

She s walking down the aisle

Of a commander's ball

To compose her perfect mind's

Love story

But

It seems like the hands

And the soul

Have been comploting for a while

To save her 

From a deadly glory

A lonely kings table

Admires its history in the'mirror

When she steps in the room

Accompanied by a dark wind 

With the same long dress

Announcing the adultery 

Of his husband's wife

Yet the judge might not'remain a fool

He s standing above a book

With a knife in his hand

A cat's tool

And even if all of her eyes were guarding each corner of the room 

She remains alive

Turns out the poison will not remain as effective

If the one who pours it wants to die

And the one who found it

Never enjoyed the sight

Of the sky falling

She s leaving the ball

Much more tender when she came

Her highness is willing to

sell a palace for a ticket back home

And finding the wrong seat

Not by poor sight but by fate

A boy

With 3 different names

Became her friend

Ever since

Their bond was sealed

By their hands' kiss

The punishment being

To feel what 93 people and a surviving soldier 

Might have felt

And never dream of someone you love 

The boy has been trying t rebuild her palace

On the beach where they were left

Ever since.