In a dark and distant year,
The wand'rer weary, full of fear,
Confronts a fated force more powerful than life —
A carriage made of sea
Has come to take his wife.
The waves too dark and deep to swim,
He hears his love cry out to him,
Her piercing anguish rising high above the foam.
"Please don't let go of me
For you, you are my home!"
From the shore he sees his bride
As she fights hard against the tide.
He swears a sacred vow that every loved one keeps.
He steels himself,
Takes one last breath, and leaps.
