I am sitting all in this dark ordained room.
I have no one to talk to...
A dark caped shadow
Doth creep the streets...
Pale as a ghost
Hair black as the night...
The anger of the demon
Sends sparks of fire everywhere...
Born from fire,
Crimson with golden tips and a pearly sheen...
A long time ago
He was a wondrous being...
Breeze through the trees
Whisper of the wind...
Her dress is ripped her wings are torn
Weeping maiden all forlorn...
This dream may never happen
fair ivory skin like ice...
Take a walk one time
through the forest of night...
Ice cold all alone
turns her blood to slush...
Hiding deep in the woods
my wings fluttering...