Blackstar Halo

Let us kneel before your blackened eyes Our queen may the world fall into your arms Shining torment a fragile godess yet so numb As we hold you dear our rose of the light With endless fear not to bloom Going down where no-one could follow Going stron

I should peel my skin off to see who there really is To be a ghost or the Alice in the Wonderland I'm caught like a sword in a stone I want to sell my soul So I could fly with a carpet and a butterfly On to flowers big as whales What comes of a mind