With colors that you have never seen before, she is dancing in front of you since you've stepped through that door.
With turquoise eyes and frisky hair, she is bright and delicate like a moon-light glare.
You pure atheist but still compere, is it luck or divine affair.
Your demons whisper in your ear beware, and in your heart they seed despair,
So, to touch you do not dare.

Your heart is aching, your body sore, you want to swim to this outlandish shore.
Its cold outside, you want no more.
She is your queen that you adore.
All this or, your demons urge, you've burned before.
Jump in to her flame, you fool!
Dive in to her hellish pool...
She will eat you body hole and scorch your mortal soul.

You swing your sword for glory, like in a forgotten story.

Deeply you inhale, i will fight for you in snow or gale.
Resolute then you set sail.
An odyssey to this novel place, to get but a mere glimpse of her immortal grace.