And if you find your Illium
And if you find your Troy
I hope you feel the pain I felt
twice upon your sword.
And Aeneas on your noble hands
my life shals stain with blood
Let Dido's curse rest in the mind
a shade begot by love.
Carthage shall this grudge recall
upon your seven hills
and nothing less than misery
will remind you who you killed
And though with hate I suffer now
the truth is deeper still
For I love you with my dying breath
and know I always will
Beyond this world into the next
I know I always will....
And if you find your Troy
I hope you feel the pain I felt
twice upon your sword.
And Aeneas on your noble hands
my life shals stain with blood
Let Dido's curse rest in the mind
a shade begot by love.
Carthage shall this grudge recall
upon your seven hills
and nothing less than misery
will remind you who you killed
And though with hate I suffer now
the truth is deeper still
For I love you with my dying breath
and know I always will
Beyond this world into the next
I know I always will....