WHERE IS MY PRINCESS OF THE NIGHT
WHEN THE SUN TURNS OUT THE LIGHT
MY TOWERS ARE CRUMBLING PRINCESS
ALL MY WEAPONS ARE JUST PIECES
I CAN'T HOLD MY OWN GROUND
THE ENEMY LINES ARE ADVANCING
I'M LOSING MY MIND IN A LAUGH
THERE IS A CHILD GROWING
THERE IS A EVIL DESIRE TO KILL
MY EYES ARE FILLED WITH FIRE
AND EVERYTHING STILL SEEMS FUNNY
NOTHING WILL SCAPE TO MY EYES
THE WHOLE WORLD WILL BE MINE
I WILL CLAME THE WARRIOR'S POWERS
Aw! Que lindo poema! Obrigada mestre, pela homenagem! :3
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