He stabs her with his steely knife

She stays still and quiet without strife

To fill the vials and wait for time

The healer that fixes all sublime

To make it to the final curtain

That for sure is now certain

The depths of sad descend again

The heights of glad rise to fame

Denied her by her love so true

Protecting and rejoicing over her

With singing and the dance of life

That fills her days with heaven life