play it again

oh, glamour
oh stone skin
oh silent breezze

velvet burns
around my brest
and battles echoe
on the coast

night living myth
you are to me

and the nest
that once has been
and lonely rest
of times to be

oh candles
oh darkness
oh golden skin

my breast is cold
you'r not with me
your tromphets sing
the end of dreams
we could have been

oh my sweet love
would you fight
those hords of dragons
we have between?

would you for a second
play it again like
Sam once did?


boa noite...