Egaeus' Lament

(Verse 1) In the gloom of an ancient hall, where shadows play, Egaeus dwells in thought, both night and day. A lineage of visionaries, minds adrift, Amongst the tomes where dust and spirits lift. (Chorus) Berenice, once a radiant flame, Now a whisper, just a name. In the trance of death, she lies so still, Egaeus' mind, her image fills. (Verse 2) Her laughter once echoed, bright and clear, Now silenced by the grip of fear. A malady took her lively grace, Left a pallor on her lovely face. (Chorus) Berenice, with your spectral gaze, In Egaeus' dreams, you forever blaze. In the trance of death, you're lost to sight, But in his soul, you burn so bright. (Bridge) Obsession's teeth, a ghastly bite, In the darkness of the night. A monomania so severe, It's Berenice's smile he fears. (Verse 3) In the library's embrace, where he was born, Egaeus mourns the cousin he's sworn. To love not in the way of the heart, But as a muse, torn apart. (Chorus) Berenice, in the grave's cold bed, With visions of you, he's wed. In the trance of death, your peace you find, But in his mind, you're undefined. (Outro) So ends the tale of woe and fright, Under the moon's unforgiving light. Berenice's beauty, forever gone, In Egaeus' memory, it lingers on. (Verse 2) Her laughter once echoed, bright and clear, Now silenced by the grip of fear. A malady took her lively grace, Left a pallor on her lovely face. (Chorus) Berenice, with your spectral gaze, In Egaeus' dreams, you forever blaze. In the trance of death, you're lost to sight, But in his soul, you burn so bright. (Bridge) Obsession's teeth, a ghastly bite, In the darkness of the night. A monomania so severe, It's Berenice's smile he fears. (Verse 3) In the library's embrace, where he was born, Egaeus mourns the cousin he's sworn. To love not in the way of the heart, But as a muse, torn apart. (Chorus) Berenice, in the grave's cold bed, With visions of you, he's wed. In the trance of death, your peace you find, But in his mind, you're undefined. (Outro) So ends the tale of woe and fright, Under the moon's unforgiving light. Berenice's beauty, forever gone, In Egaeus' memory, it lingers on.