O Wanderer! Gib acht! Sie tut dir weh!!
Die Kaiserin mit Totenkopf,
entlässt, aus ihrem schönen zwigefärbten Schopf-
den Schmerz! Die Wut! den Seelenschnee.
O Xene! Hold yor breath! It's Dimples!
And True-Love-Bride is dressed in lace,
and with the darkest Mothers grace,
she dimple-smiles upon us gimpels ;)
Oh my gosh! I'm sorry, but Dimples is a really hard nut to put in lyrics....
O Xene!! What a silhouette and smile-
owns Tristyn with the bloody hair,
a bloody lock and sharks a pair,
to follow into sea her-mile by mile...
O Xene! What a wonder is Fernanda,
Mein Glück! My luck, with tendril butterfly,
and guardian owls to take you high-
and low to plough you under.
I try to condense all the beauté, darthEye sees here into four lines of Lyrics
The aim is to catch some of the Tatoos, some aspects of the set, and maybe a glimpse of the persona, who makes the Eye-Present. Maybe you freaks out there try that as well? Would like to see other Tits-and-Tats-Poetry.
And it would be wonderful, if there were any musicians,...
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