Based on the poem Lady of Shallot.

Inspired and influenced greatly by the first four songs of When Lust Evokes the Curse by Autumn.

Mirror's magic sights she could not take anymore;
Loom standing forgotten,
Through her eyes she sees
Fair knight Lancelot
Bravest of them all.
And as the Mirror Cracked form side to side
She cries:
"And now
Death!
Yes,
Death
Chooses me to be it's bride!"
Away she goes-
Away!
Yes!
Away!
She leaves the tower,
She leaves the mirror,
She leaves the loom.
Down she travels,
Down to the boat
Underneath
the
Willow.
No more yearning,
Death is here now.
Carving her name,
Carving,
Ever craving-
Lady
Lady of Shallot-
Craving
Lancelot.
She looses the chain
Slipping, it goes.
Stretching out it's hand,
Death,
Luring-
Then seizes!
Singing,
Chanting,
Her last song is sung-
And the Lady-
Fair Lady,
The Lady of Shallot-
Her lust evoked the curse,
When the mirror-
Yes,
When the
Mirror
Cracked
Asunder.