Poor Little Baroness - Elvenking

She was golden and of milky skin

Peace at heart far from all suffering

She was under Venus' spell

A Goddess pure from higher heavens fell

He held the scene, a poignant gleam

When he won her heart just with a beam

He approached so near, her trembling bliss

She was sold in slavery with just a kiss

He paused to draft forbidden rites

Whispering her false advice

And so he pleased his wicked needs

With all her innocence for years

…for countless years

From that day she lost all of her grace

Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face

Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces

When will she see the innocent array?

When will she finally embrace

The harmony of life so long well deserved?

Worth being lived to the end

She walked a labyrinth gazing the stars

Searched an exit way throughout that dark

Little Baroness chained to the night

Possessed, bewitched and haunted to her plight

He held the scene, a poignant gleam

When he won her heart just with a beam

He approached so near, her trembling bless

She was sold in slavery with just a kiss… with just one kiss…

From that day she lost all of her grace

Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face

Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces

When will she the innocent array?

When will she finally embrace

The harmony of life so long well deserved?

Worth being lived to the end

From that day she lost all of her grace

Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face

Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces

When will she the innocent array?

When will she finally embrace

The harmony of life so long well deserved?

Worth being lived to the end