Listen for her ancient songs,
Of twilight and of shades,
It takes her home where she belongs,
A land of masquerades.
She dances in the heart of storms,
Her fire could drive you feral,
She twists and turns in many forms,
Your mortal life in peril.
The Faerie Queen is fire and ice,
She lives in air and sea,
I’ll use my tricks to charm and entice,
For the Faerie Queen is me.
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