'Till Death Do You Part

The waves that crash along the rocks
Glistening with moonlight and firelight and starlight...
They come to me as tears.
They tell me that you're near
But then you drift away...

I still can hear the cries and moans
So helpless that you were.
My sweet beloved wife
The waves that took your life
I can't say I forgive...

The blade I've taken from it's sheath
Glistening with moonlight and firelight and starlight...
It comes to me as tears,
For I forever fear
That you may drift away...

~Ramza the Silverbolte