Today, a face of the past invaded.
Her aurora emits a temptation of nations.
I can't suppress the creation of sensations.

Her enchanting voice runs through my ears.
I got caught thinking we'd create such a lovely pair.
She's the one, laughing over there...

In my fantasies, she is the sweetest little thing.
In reality, she is meaner than the Queen.

Royale and supposing.
Artificial and hollow.
Spoiled and imposing.
Edges too sharp to swallow.

Just one glance from you and my heart flew.

The skies bleed withheld words.
Dark clouds strike prohibited cords.
The forecast...