Myth ('89 伊馆现场)

It was a story told for years
When a young girl dwelled this land
With eyes shone like the star
And a smile that charmed both heaven and earth
The moon was ashamed when next to her
And the flowers bowed their heads
Her songs could tame the beasts
Her hands could wave all sorrows away
Yet that Fate was envy 'bout this girl'
And a plot was planned to lay her down
To a pasture she was led
Where the grass was always green
In the midst of this wonderland
Stood the plant that'd bring her permanent end
Yet that Fate was envy 'bout this girl'
And a plot was planned to lay her down
The plant of death was in her eyes
Sending its fragrant through the air
Laughter form below was heard
With a touch the task was done
Like an arrow it speared her heart
Like venom it killed her light
As her body slowly dropped
Stopped the singing from around
Her soul left without a sound