Once there was a lady, her mother had died. Very sad day at the graveyard, quite as can be...through her vail she saw a man, studly as can be. And thought to her self, wouldnt it be lovely?... After that day she saw him again not, so she killed her sister, only to see if he would show up.. So he and she was delighted, no tears hiding under that vail this time, just the face of a lady, a Lady of Funerals...