Come young warrior, to the lands of old,
A place of which many a story has been told...
The last of its kind
It wanders the night...
What if the happy ending to your favorite...
was rearranged into something which would come out...
I'm your comfort
I'm the sweet voice...
Screaming calls you do not run,
Bruises, cuts his work isn't done...
Once upon a time there was a fairy
A pretty one with eyes as blue as the sky...
Darkness rose,
It stole my soul...
Leave me be! Let me lie! Let me stay!
Why do you try to dig me up from this ground...
Standing as you are, watching you watching...
Picture perfect…living overlong for which...
The End is near
We all know it...
Free the strings bend the shapes
everything pushed in place...
Once upon a dark and stormy night an ugly duckling...
to wait for her prince charming...