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    "the moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait
    Soft winds whisper the bidding of trees
    As this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart
    And the midnightmare trampling of dreams
    But on, no tears please
    Fear and pain may accompany death
    But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
    As we shall see..."

    She was divinity's creature
    That kissed in cold mirrors
    A queen of snow
    Far beyond compare
    Lips attuned to symmetry
    Sought her everywhere
    Dark liquored eyes
    An arabian nightmare...

    She shone on watercolours
    Of my pondlife as pearl
    Until those who couldn't have her
    Cut her free of this world

    That fateful eve when..
    The trees stank of sunset and camphor
    Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw
    An inquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast
    On my love picking through by the light of the moon

    Putting reason to flight
    Or to death as their way
    They crept through woods mesmerized
    By the taffeta ley
    Of her hips that held sway
    Over all they surveyed
    Save a mist on the rise
    (a deadly blessing to hide)
    Her ghost in the fog

    They raped left...
    (five men of god)
    ...Her ghost in the fog

    Dawn discovered her there
    Beneath the cedar's stare
    Silk dress torn, her raven hair
    Flown to gown her beauty bared
    Was starred with frost, I knew her lost
    I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer

    She'd sworn me vows in fragrant blood
    "never to part
    Lest jealous heaven stole our hearts"

    Then this I screamed:
    "come back to me
    I was born in love with thee
    So why should fate stand inbetween?"

    And as I drowned her gentle curves
    With dreams unsaid and final words
    I espied a gleam trodden to earth
    The church bell tower key...

    The village mourned her by the by
    For she'd been a witch
    Their men had longed to try
    And I broke under christ seeking guilty signs
    My tortured soul on ice

    A queen of snow
    Far beyond compare
    Lips attuned to symmetry
    Sought her everywhere
    Trappistine eyes
    An arabian nightmare...

    She was ersulie possessed
    Of a milky white skin
    My porcelain yin
    A graceful angel of sin

    And so for her...
    The breeze stank of sunset and camphor
    My lantern chased her phantom and blew
    Their chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain
    Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed...

    Putting reason to flight
    Or to flame unashamed
    I swept form cries
    Mesmerized
    By the taffeta ley
    Or her hips that held sway
    Over all those at bay
    Save a mist on the rise
    A final blessing to hide
    Her ghost in the fog

    And I embraced
    Where lovers rot...
    Her ghost in the fog

    Her ghost in the fog

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