Well, I recall his parting words
Must I accept his fate
Or take myself far from this place?

I thought I heard a black bell toll
A little bird did sing
Man has no choice when he wants everything

We'll rise above the scarlet tide
They trickles down through the mountain
And separates the widow from the bride

Man goes beyond his own decision
Gets caught up in a mechanism
Of swindlers who act like kings
And jokers who break everything

The dark of night was swiftly fading
Close to the dawn of day
Why would I want him just to lose him again

We'll rise above the scarlet tide
They trickles down through the mountain
And separates the widow from the bride