Once upon a time
Once upon a time I met a lady
She has lips as a deep red bloom
Her fingers wrote magical words in me soon
My empty carcass shall be hers for eternity
- In my dreams that are to come true
Quivering I drew - fairy tales of her
She's my princess and I the writer
Thus her beauty I cannot touch
Even in my tales my hearth dream as such
Since then the days seems centuries
As I ride throught time without her love
- Dream and rhyme poor soul - gods says to me
And in mine coffin lays mine Love in imortality
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