Melting and melancholy princess all alone
Sings like a nightingale buts never heard her own
Voice like an angel lifted to the sky
Will of the devil wanting to die
Isolation keeps her whole

But Isolation eats her soul

Watches to the sky so black

Princess forgets to watch her back
No one but her seems in the room
But some one, 

Or something glooms
Deep in the night someone will wait

No one but them knows the princess’ fate
Not long now

Until she dies,
In silent solitude
Death creeps up behind her
Shadows fill the room

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