The
mad Queen walked the forest barefoot
The foolish king winched the colours of black
I was
your Pinokio and you were my Beowulf
We roamed the sinister sky together valorously
With no power we survived
I was your Pinokio and you were my Beowulf
Under the cloak of innocence I deceived
you
A phony sheep I was, stabbing my shepherd in the back
My mad queen, frosting forest, be kind
My foolish king, damaged at most, be
wise
For I flamed my game with the weeping ghosts howling his name
The time has come for cover no more, for you are gone along with the dawn
My dear Beowulf, I loved no other, I shall love no more, of that I am sure, of that I am true, but your pinokio had a
ransom to be paid
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