Weeping wounds pus and blood
Acid rain brings a flood
Of past memories she tries to repress
She will do what it takes
Script from doc quells the shakes
Covered up by her little black dress
Her love douses the fire
She will always inspire
Any soul in the midst of a fall
Picks them up dusts them down
Queen who won\'t wear a crown
Looking life in the eye standing tall
Freedom well within grasp
She can discard the mask
She has hidden behind for so long
As her beauty shines through
Heartache slips out of view
She forgives all who did her so wrong
She has dealt with her pain
Grabbed the lion by the mane
It won\'t stop long enough to re start
Fairy\'s massage her feet
Cherubs dance to the beat
Of the sound from her angelic heart