The Prince O' Power
Blush of modesty,
An act that blurs the grace.
A rhapsody of words,
Glowing on heaven's face.
Calls Virtue hypocrite,
As well as rebellious hell.
To flaming youth,
That cupid's one to tell.
Twas madness was told,
The love was hard to tame.
Destruction, corruption and honeying,
But reasons proclaim no shame.
A portrait so humble,
The villagers brought doom.
Love proved to blast sorrow away,
With howls at the sight of the moon.
Like years, maybe even days, the decades appear to pass and pass,
The couple's interests for one another seems to forever last and last.
An act that blurs the grace.
A rhapsody of words,
Glowing on heaven's face.
Calls Virtue hypocrite,
As well as rebellious hell.
To flaming youth,
That cupid's one to tell.
Twas madness was told,
The love was hard to tame.
Destruction, corruption and honeying,
But reasons proclaim no shame.
A portrait so humble,
The villagers brought doom.
Love proved to blast sorrow away,
With howls at the sight of the moon.
Like years, maybe even days, the decades appear to pass and pass,
The couple's interests for one another seems to forever last and last.