Born under a blood red moon,
A curse was put on a child so new.
She was to live a life unlike anyother,
To have her family reject her, even her mother.
To live on the streets searching for her guy,
And with a little bliss,
Set her free with true loves kiss
And in that moment she will cry,
Because her family will accept her with no reason why.
She will become queen of a castle so grand
All because her love took a stand.
Over the years she'll grow old
and the love of her husband will grow cold.
He'll have an affair
She won't care
But soon her heart will be broken
and she'll die
Leaving her husband to regret and cry
Without so much as a single goodbye.
