The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely

I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men

The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve

What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed

They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the