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"...
Hush little Baby..
Don't make a sound...
The fairies are too scared,
The pixies too frightened...
I am watching
this beautifully radiant goddess...
He was out hunting in a cold and lonely night,
The sky - black velvet, and the moon shone bright...
I sat upon the window still
Overlooking the nearby hill...