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And there she stands, purely naked,
born from the foam of the seas,
how should I say it, how to make it,
how to tell you what my sight sees.
She’s an illusion, a lucid dream,
sent to me from the Queen Selene,
I see her, yet she‘s unseen,
I’m sure you know what I mean.
In every point of every layer,
be my Artemis, be my Freya,
every day, to you I pray,
let me be your willing prey.
Like Athena you are wise,
saving me from my demise,
I’m Hercules, strong and mighty,
when I see you – Afrodite.
For in love with you I fell,
like to the darkest pits of Hel,
and then my spirit soars and rises,
to you, my beloved Isis.
As the Sun rises, as it does,
so do you, my Amaterasu,
filling me with joy and light,
helping me with every fight.
You’re the one I want to spend my life with,
for you’ve shown me, that love is not a myth.
© Oceanborne
born from the foam of the seas,
how should I say it, how to make it,
how to tell you what my sight sees.
She’s an illusion, a lucid dream,
sent to me from the Queen Selene,
I see her, yet she‘s unseen,
I’m sure you know what I mean.
In every point of every layer,
be my Artemis, be my Freya,
every day, to you I pray,
let me be your willing prey.
Like Athena you are wise,
saving me from my demise,
I’m Hercules, strong and mighty,
when I see you – Afrodite.
For in love with you I fell,
like to the darkest pits of Hel,
and then my spirit soars and rises,
to you, my beloved Isis.
As the Sun rises, as it does,
so do you, my Amaterasu,
filling me with joy and light,
helping me with every fight.
You’re the one I want to spend my life with,
for you’ve shown me, that love is not a myth.
© Oceanborne