Blind Love
Hey! You Sir, you Ma'am, would you like to hear a story now?
About a stranger who is trapped in a black creepy dreamworld,
With a dark veil on his eyes.

She said: - "Tell me dear Here, who's the most beautiful?"
While they ride on the back of a white horse.
But one day she left behind all this empty paradise
And the prince here is still a toad
Bathed in tears of a red queen.

Dark tales from the other side
Bloody lines on a grey old paper.
Mirror, Mirror
Tell me dear something beautiful Tell me lies.

My love
How can we even know if it's still worth a try
Living with thorns in our eyes?
Blind love
I'll climb your hair again braiding my suffering,
Writing this dark tale.

Hey! You girl, you boy...
Do you wanna know what happened then?
When they got lost on a serpentine path full of sad trees,
With a dark pain in their hearts.

He said: - Would you be my beautiful dreamer? "
Through the bars of a grey old jail.
Mirror, Mirror
Who's the fairest of them all?
Tell me, love.

A certain king had a beautiful garden,
And in the garden stood a tree which bore golden apples.
These apples were always counted,
And about the time when they began to grow ripe,
It was found that every night one of them was gone.

My love
How can we even know if it's still worth a try
Living with thorns in our eyes?
Blind love
I'll climb your hair again braiding my suffering,
Writing our grim dark, blind dark tale.