Woe! to the princess of the dark ..
she walk amist the dangerous sea
Her soul crieth but all in vain..
Born to a life of dreadful whore
Her tears flow down a lake of sorrow
Blood dripping down her flawless skin
She cries but no one hears her plea
Her voice echoes a sound of fear
who can save her from herself?
who would heal her deepened wounds?
At night ,she crawls up to the dark..
seeking refuge in her pain..
No one seems to see her tears
For she lives a life of lonely days ..
"WOE ! TO THE PRINCESS OF THE DARK"..😔
—Lola