I m maiden, quiet and sad...
So pale, romantic, and i'm glad
To see you here, my precious love,
Now go with me away from crowd.
She's leading him to round room,
Stone walls in ivy, scary gloom...
She disappears. No door in sight,
The giant clock, blue glass, red light.
The streaming sand will drive you mad.
The smell of ages in silent cage.
The girl returns to watch the play
And wait the other mortal prey.
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