Beneath a veil of mist and lace, My heart is silent, but my soul calls out to you. Of ivory and bone…
Beneath a veil of mist and lace, My heart is silent, but my soul calls out to you. Of ivory and bone, in the sleeping forest, I await the kiss that will conquer death. For even though life has left my veins, I remain queen of this kingdom of sorrow.🌒
