Come, Prince, awake, now is not the time for sleep
"The years that I spent in a slumber, in a dream
Were wasted
How can I go on like this? In pieces?
Cuz pieces are all I have left
This is a price I shall gladly pay
Just make me like the rose, just let me drift away
Bring her back, bring her to me"
He picked the flower and left
Never to be seen again
Mercy not what they expected to hear