Denmark’s a prison

Where all are guards and all are inmates -

I must be the Queen

For I am held in chains,

Caught by the currents of my own thoughts;

Alas – I never learned to swim.

I am an echo chamber,

A thought is a ball kicked over and over and over and

Can I not pass law to cease this bruisement?

Goal! I speak,

And my thought is no longer contained within me

But in the world, circling the pates of the court.

Sweet, your lover calls you,

Even now;

As the battle with corruption corrupted you.

Justice, you promised me;

I no longer believe in justice.

I loved him, though his love was a leash;

You took from me my cage and now I cage myself.

Scheming and plotting against schemers and plotters –

No longer knowing ourselves as once we did,

No longer viewing the world as what it is –

If only I had seen!

You would not have abandoned me now.

You will not come again?

You will not come again.

The King is fallible,

The usurper of God is not omnipotent;

I see the traces of that which he strives to hide.

His mask is good, true, but –

A mask cannot hide all:

England is the trickster’s smiling blade,

I know so.

I mourn you, as I mourn all that I know:

This ends with the destruction of a nation.

I miss your presence beside me.

Your soft eyes, looking only at my face,

At my face only.

I was safe with you.

Hearts mirrored in forbidden affections;

Switch places with me,

Let us not be damned for desire.

Marriage is man and wife, man and wife,

You saw the lies.

Kick, quick, pick the flowers,

One for each noble skeleton.

I show their secrets in petals and songs:

The language of the mad, the insane, the crazed fools –

Fool I am, I see all, hear all, know all.

Hang their weeds in the weep of the willow,

Cursed crowns of concealed corruption.

I reach –

A tear breaks –

And I am overwhelmed by swirling thoughts,

Sinking deeper into the abyss of my mind.

Smiling trickster, smiling blade – Pretty Ophelia!

A will not come again.

I will not come again.

No one will mourn me,

There will be no one to remember:

This ends with the destruction of a nation.