I'm sitting in the forest,
Watching the sun going down...
My graceful beauty crowned with leaves
Bestow my heart with joy and ease...
We began to venture upon a flight
All the stars was sparkling bright...
She spreads her wings
Dark as the night...
Looking through her tears
the falling of feathers she hears...
Lo my fair Goddess beyond thy castle in the skies
And behold thy mortals as their hope slowly dies...
SO what exactly am I to you
Another carpet waiting for your god damn shoe...
Blue eyes, blonde hair,
a rusty old halo...
My eyes are blinded by the sight
The purity of a star at night...
Fantasy and Fairytales are two completely...
Fantasy-is a fairytale that could be made up and...
Hiding in the shadows, sleeping at day,
Wandering alone we search for our prey...
This is a Long time Coming as well. This piece is...
"The Rambling of The Wanderer"...