She goes off at night
Never in the day
To Jesus knows where
And seek vibrations
Been routine
In grand teacups
For she is the queen
Where has she been?
Step out from the shield
Hiding from the dreams
Where she has to bear
The realizations of never being
The moon splitting
With messages burned
What has she heard?

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN