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Autumn >> Merchandise Links
Autumn
A horseman rides slowly through the mirror's sight He's singing a hymn for the victory of another fight Lancelot, his semblance radiates a mystic might Hair from underneath his helmet, and the red helmet feather Wave in the wind like a licking flame together This brave armoured knight; raised by the lady to a goal Because the flames of lust carbonise her soul Infinite sadness or smothered grief So alone, but these emotions won't leave Your state, going from bad to worse Now as lust evokes the curse You left the web for pictures that the mirror sent And forgot the loom While you stepped towards the casement, embraced by the arms of doom Your lust brought you to the end Fairy lady of Shallot Now as you're looking down at Camelot She's engulfed by the dismal night When the wind extinguishes the candlelight She's searing for this heroic knight Wrapped in the web in which memories hide Then the mirror cracked from side to side The curse came upon her and she cried... "Death chooses me to be its bride..."
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