A Glorious Fairy Tale

In the kingdom
On a green hill
Lived a prince
His love was a maiden
Fair and bright
With a heart of sunlight
He called upon her
And pursued her embrace
With pressure
And perseverance
He broke her will
Melted her standards
Placed a burden upon her bosom
And sickened the air

Come now, handsome prince
Run to me
I am the vomit of the moon
And I shall break your face