Romantacism- a Harlot's Lament

Her passion She fashions her passion Strangeways This flashing She flashes MAD traces Strange days With secrets and magic And all things fantastic Soooo- Delight me Excite me Tonight we Just might be Together- It's never Forever- The same I thought it was you When I knew it was me At first we were two And then maybe three Dancing with magic And dancing so free I thought it was you Even Sorcerers bleed Her passion She fashions MAD PASSION Strangeways Doll- like exotic Erotic we play The faces She makes no mistake When they're fake And who would have thought With these feelings I fought That this time would so pass In the hourglass so fast~