King of Stone
Under the tree her body laid
A red-stained dress and a necklace of jade
With her in his arms he remains still
Atop the cherry blossom hill
As the centuries pass they will be forgotten
For the fight has been lost and their kingdom has fallen
In life they could never be apart
In death they remain heart to heart
A queen of bone, still beautiful as ever
And a king of stone, who will stay with her forever
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