I got acquaintances with God
At the illegal crossing spot
He said he take me where I want
He knows better, he knows all
I hate the feeling something wrong
Good bye myself, hello new world
But change affected only me
I turn in Goddess of the dream
I saw pink ponies, little girls,
The princes, kisses, flowers, more....
The pathos rapes my mind there
And all I want is hide away
I hate the feeling something wrong
My boots have gothic metal spurs
And "Fear" is my horse's name
I turn in rider of nightmare
I sow horrors right and left
I place dark thoughts into young heads
I make your children cry at night
Until they grow up and die
I hate the feeling something wrong
The panic caged my own soul
And I'm afraid I can't get free
Like an anemic royalty....
Goddess
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