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His song echoes onwards
Echoes onwards forever
He sang of his lover
And his love ceasing never
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A singer of legend
A poetic lord
By beast, by man, and plant
By all he was adored
His tunes dominated nature
Kept evils held at bay
Uprooted trees to follow
As he upon his lyre played
They crossed the siren's isle once
And though their cries were strong
Orpheus sang and played his harp
And none heard the siren's song
Upon returning to Greece
He found a love true
Eurydice they called her
Of more beauty, no one knew
His song found new meaning
In this maiden all too fair
He sang for her forever more
His lyre knew no wear
Upon the day they married
She met untimely doom
By a snake her life was taken
But this did not stop her groom
The underworld he entered
The river styx he crossed
The ferry moved to his harp's command
And the murky river glossed
To the lord of death he sang
In all too sad a tone
Sang of his mourning heart
And how it was alone
The flaming eyes of Hades
For a moment dulled to norm
A lord of death, what right had he
To extinguish love in any form
Hades promised he could keep her
When he left, she would follow
So long as he looked not back
Lest she be by darkness swallowed
Upon the stairs as they ascended
He neared the top and saw the light
In his mirth he turned to face her
And she vanished from his sight
The ferryman no longer heeded
His song or harp notes played
His chance gone, his hopes dead
Though his love would never fade
He sang her name for all to hear
Never running out of breath
He sang this song for his lover dear
He sang until his death:
"Love is not conquered
Not even in death
Love echoes onwards
Beyond our last breaths
My love is eternal
An ever-burning flame
Forever I'll sing it
I'll sing out your name
Eurydice, Eurydice
May our flame keep us warm
Eurydice, Eurydice
Perfection's true form
Eurydice,
Eurydice,
Never forgotten."
Many years later he met his doom
The Maenads cleaved off his head
By some miracle it went on singing,
Singing of his lover long dead
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His song echoes onwards
Echoes onwards forever
He sang of his lover
And his love,
Ceasing never
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