Lachesis, what have you planned for these mere mortals?
A supplicant, I fall upon your uncaring alter of fate.
I implore you give me happiness that i may share it with my lover
Do not tarry, else I am certain perpetual madness will be my fate!
Please tell me why you bid Clotho to weave our threads together
in such a harmonious and lovely pattern that seemed endless to the eye
and then bade her to add this horror, this thread of trepidition
An ominous possibility that our threads will be parted by and by .
I call up on you, weaver of destinies, to kindly reconsider
and bid thy sister to once again weave our threads together
Our seperation mutes the colors and makes our threads so brittle
the pattern of our souls joined must give even a Goddess pleasure .
Lachesis, will you please hasten to let us know your descision?
The choice is yours to make, but please, let our spirits soar
Uncertainty is a tool of Tartarus, a blood-sucking Bacchae -
Please allow us to be together until Atropos cuts our cords.