Fantastic light did shoot from her eyes she was my passage, light years ahead she turned to me with beckoning hands and I did follow, zoning on to her smile
She had guaranteed me dream worlds dream worlds that I had never envisioned and as she made her fiery trail in the dark I followed dangerously, zoning on to her smile
God she told me, this would make me complete so I followed her liken to a hapless found sheep then if wonder made a name in numbered miles I came to her realm, her cold kingdom illuminated
In her capital city called Paradox Broken she did show me a map of all her kingdoms asked if I would join her in the communion of light I did agree, whist zoning on to her smile.