Henry and Lavinia contrive
To meet in secret
To discuss their sinister plan
The guilty eyes of the two conspirators
Can scarcely meet
As they sense that something terrible
Is about to be revealed
From within the inky depths of
Lavinia's crystal ball

The time has come
No turning back
Vengeance is at hand

You must be brave
With heart of stone
Come close
Hear my plan

Plant the seed
Twist the truth
He came to you that night

And told you that
He yearns for her
In the afterlife
He waits tonight

I understand
It must be done
I'm sure
That we are right

Her guilty words
Still resonate
Like echoes
In my mind

I'm well aware
A fortune awaits
Passed on
By right of birth

But dreams of wealth, her legacy
Is not where my motive
Lies
Not the reason why

Although it does help