shes a queen

Were art thou queen of soul do u wait in places of stone and dress with shades of gary and black like the picture of times past,i sent an army to awakeing the graves of many that have same names and found only dust that wud not take a form of wild and rain,i marchd with my army to lands layd waste and ruins of yellow mould and yet still u werent there,is it that you are truely lost inside time and space that even magic can not make the flesh i seek my own blood runs dry when i cry,il take my dark horse into the night and we shill go through the portal of the underworlds sting to face death with my sword and fight the demons that hold u chaind to the fires and if i die in my search at lest we both can burn together and hold our hands bone and burning flesh, letn us be one so we will never depart again. and when we kiss let us explode to be the dust that the wind sud carry us on wings of lite to reborn us once again and thus make us new and let thy sing u a song once more to see ur tears again so i can wipe them all away with a flamen heart that burns once again. . .

shes a queen

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