There was a dark river...
Where nymphs used to sing lullabies
And death used to rhyme
With the dance of the dead butterflies
A princess dressing black
Walking through the forest
She didn't know she wouldn't come back
Because that was the perfect nightmare...in the dark river
Looking beyond,
Exploding stars above,
She was lost in the dark
Crying like a desperate wolf
When suddenly her desires turn into Hell...
This is the perfect nightmare
No time to cry, no faith
She couldn't escape her fate...
Losing her life in the perfect nightmare
While a dark rose cries blood,
For those who died
I couldn't stand by
In the dark river...
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