She was all alone… br Inside my eyes. br As her scene cast a gentle br haze of fuschia dreams. br Dissolving my knees br To a deep tremor, br of desired love… br br My Phrygian princess br How I loath your ancient control, br Unwillingly, for am I br forever devoted to you? br poisoned by arrow, must I be? ? ? br br If I was to drive this blade, br through my heart. br Would you cry for me… br br ~Could my bleeding soul, br Serve such a purpose? br Would it set me free? ? ? ~ br br If I was to die, br In front of you. br Would you notice my plea… br br ~Will this feeling, br Devour within me? br would this pain ever leave.