Astoria
ASTORIA rising with the darkness
Stepping into the velvet of the
Night and like a nightbird she takes
To flight, dark in the shadow of
Moonlight as the magic begins again
Deep in the heart of the big black
Forest...
Well ASTORIA stares deep into her
Crystal ball and reveals all the visions
She just saw then she reads from her
Big black book of miracles, standing in
The circle of life, the fire burns bright
All through the night...
ASTORIA dances the dance of the
Dragon and she sing one of her
Favorite songs from a time long, long
Gone...
Well lightning strikes and lights up the
Night sky and thunder rocks the whole
Mountain side where she comes to meet
Her coven every Monday night until the
Dawning of day light then ASTORIA says
I love you all but I gotta fly...
Well and ASTORIA takes to the wind again
Pulling her cape up around her tight and
Dark up upon light...
ASTORIA the high priestess of dragon wings
And firelight, ASTORIA, ASTORIA, ASTORIA
Gypsy witch of the three star tower that
Burns like a fire in the moonlight, the misty
Moonlight!
Copyright © Bo Lanier | Year Posted 2015
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