Once upon a lonely star,
Lying there..
Dead..
Afar.
I wished a hideous wish of hope,
A devious lie, yet kills the mope.
Two diamonds shine, away and chained.
Myself wished them for me obtained.
And I is lost, unto them pry.
Two diamonds shine 'till birds do fly.
Two eyes have burned a love that's nigh.
Holding truth, yet gift a lie
That kept myself away from I.
And yet I wanders there so calm,
In grottoes where the light does harm.
To taste the pain they do defy.
And the darkness they imply.
I is roaming with no aim.
Stained with hope, stained with shame.
And for her to hear I's cry,
This is written.. This is why.