By Ryan Fecarotta
It has begun: Dido has left her sister
Leaving behind only a hatred renowned
A promise, for her son, her daughter
A memory, the slowest killer
Countless will plow its poisoned ground
It has begun: Dido has left her sister
Ushering in a war with no victor
A widow’s last sound
A promise, for her son, her daughter
Blood fills the ceaseless river
As a new king is crowned
It has begun: Dido has left her sister
There is no visitor
For that lonely mound,
A promise, for her son, her daughter
Acheron will soon empty into Lethe’s water
With it, a memory shall be drowned
It has begun: Dido has left her sister
A promise, for her son, her daughter