Melusine
The House, The House
Still standing
Gnawed
In total despair
Ancient ruins
Wasted glory
Sundered by folly
The Melusine cries
her river of tears
Too weak - too weak
was the human heart
The fey will wait
as time pass
like leaves
blown apart
by the barren wind
Like ripples of its breath
on the darkest lake
Melusine!
Can you hear her?
- hark!