Your pagan tree is ancient fear
Raven sword afraid of love
Licentious dreams on diamond moons
Torches in the night come for me
Time is a forest of lions
We are hunted without mitigation
Fair maiden you protect your heart
Now you are your own prisoner
Steel castle walls keep me out
You look out a window of bars
There in the dungeon you wear silk
The mirror reflects a lonely queen
She dies in a castle of cowards
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