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"My princess,
My love,
My only one.
I will promise to fight
if that is what you wish.
I will promise my life,
If that's all you want.
I will swear to love you,
If that's all you ask.
But don't ask me
if I really meant it true,
because my princess,
I could never lie to you.
I could give you my gifts,
I could give you my life,
But by the gods above,
Princess,
I could never give you my self.
For it is forbidden,
just as this love,
and for us to do such a thing,
is passed the sin of lust.
I would never wish your soul to Hell
but if you do this to me,
there is no demon I could stop
to save you.
Princess,
you ask me the truth,
and all i can say is,
'damn me if you wish,
to the fiery pits of Hell.
But please my princess,
do not follow me as well.'"
My Fairy Tale Saturday
with you has begun.
the plague is high,
the guards are near,
but no one can stop me,
from this man i hold dear.
Because that is my world,
this is my life.
Where people learn to farm
instead of learning to live.
Where men ride out adventures
and women are but frail flowers.
Where I live a life of loneliness
without the choice to love
this man that's dear to me.
"My princess,
My beauty,
My number one.
I will fight all them off,
even if its against your wish.
I will try to give you half my life,
as long as you don't demand too much.
I will tell you I love you,
If you ever try to ask.
But don't ask me
if it really was the truth,
because my 'princess',
I could easily lie to you.
I could give you lots of gifts,
I could give you my vows,
But by the blood that flows,
Princess,
I could never give you it all.
It is impossible,
just like my lies say,
and for us to do this,
is all I've wanted.
I would probably tell you, 'go to Hell'
but then you'd say it to me.
There is no guy you could ever 'love',
that would make me return.
Princess,
you want the truth now,
and all i can say is,
'it was all a lie,
and i know you'd send me to Hell,
if only you'd be given the choice.
But now, there's nothing left to do'"
My Fairy Tale Life,
my 'fairy tale' lie,
is only at its start.
The tide is high,
the surf is here,
no one will stop us
if we want to fall here.
Because this is my world,
that is my life.
Where people learn to live
only to die so soon.
Where men never return home
and women are treated as toys.
Where I live a life of loneliness
with the choice to love
this man that i care for,
and learn to hate him too.
 Your-Angel-Eien · Sun Mar 22, 2009 @ 11:38pm · 0 Comments |
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