He lets them fall in love; one by one he visits everyday,
He steals so many hearts without giving his away.
He marvels at the heavenly, only precious things he likes to touch,
This mortal beast of philandering doesn’t know he’s wishing for too much.
He sings the songs of a lover’s dream; he can even court the night,
He’s a wolf lurking in the mist, with a voracious appetite.
And he’s become bewitched by an angel bathed in beauty,
An evening desire kissed by the golden sunset,
He’s pledged his heart to tragedy,
By falling for the fairy who didn’t forget.
And now she’ll make him bleed for her broken wings,
She’ll have him surrender his life,
She’ll make him lose everything,
For the sake of sacrifice.
Little fairy your wings are coming back again,
You’re almost free to fly,
You’ve stolen his heart away from him,
It’s now his turn to cry.
So say goodbye to hell’s romance and spread your wings to fly,
And curse the torment of human love that made you die inside.
For little fairy, you have seen that falling out of heaven’s door
Was not worth the pain of a mortal’s love,
Which always longs for more.
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