Jaenelle Angelline, midnight's daughter
Singing songs of dreams to a weary race
Whispers of the roads open only to her
As she weaves her ribbons of ebony lace
Wide-eyed wonder, an innocent's dream
Such dark power not anyone should hold
For things are not always what they seem
And her gifts aren't truly even with gold
She's sunlight wrapped in midnight mist
Fancying all the colours spun in twilight
Oh, what all the Blood have missed
Their simpering past-times were false delight
But beware the Lady; pure she may be
For when the blood of innocents is shed
There is nowhere to hide from she
And it's within death you shall be led
La
Jaenelle Angelline, midnight's daughter
Singing songs of dreams to a weary race
Whispers of the roads open only to her
As she weaves her ribbons of ebony lace
Wide-eyed wonder, an innocent's dream
Such dark power not anyone should hold
For things are not always what they seem
And her gifts aren't truly even with gold
She's sunlight wrapped in midnight mist
Fancying all the colours spun in twilight
Oh, what all the Blood have missed
Their simpering past-times were false delight
But beware the Lady; pure she may be
For when the blood of innocents is shed
There is nowhere to hide from she
And it's within death you shall be led
La
Current Residence: Shanghai, P.R. China MP3 player of choice: iPod Touch Personal Quote: "Life is... and then you die. So stop worrying." ~ Geling Shang
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Musician. Philosopher. Writer. Sometimes artist. Extremely busy.
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