When we stood by the lakes of fire
I knew trouble she had brought
she had ambitions in kind thoughts
I did pled with her, that we would be caught

We exchange a kiss or two
then on three ascended into the night sky
we twirled together in the black velvet
dancing with the stars in our eyes

Our mother and our mighty hand
she did never understand
oblivious then, knew nothing
knew nothing of what we had planned

We kept our sisterhood secret
we were runaways, you bet
and we left a little note both saying
Momma we ain't finished yet

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris