You're the guy with a face dressed in blush
with dirt eye shadow and coal black liner...

I can see the magic
feel it though the screen...

As the snow is falling
As the day lays dying...

Surrounded by silver white snow
sitting on a stump of a cold dead tree...

Tickling the emerald leaves out there
shining through your windowpane...

Quest!
to find...

There stands that symbol of love
The blossoming dark bleeding rose...

Silence
harsh and awkward...

Dragon eyes that change in color like leaves in...
look up and peer at the clouds of anger...

Sea:
ripples...

Standing
in the pathway...

Archer
my fighting elf...