Been there,
Done that.
Bought the tee-shirt, it shrunk.
I've said it all,
Done it all,
Heard it all too.
All the true confessions,
Of all the lesser known, new age romantics.
The queen's Darkness,
well,
He's feared by all except me.
I'm always hanging in the shadows anyway.
Yeah and Killing Frost well,
He's now thawed out, really hot and ready to go.
The queen of air and darkness herself.
She blows hot and cold.
When she's around at all.
Tho Darkness, he lurks by my side.
Yes, he is my favorite shadow.
Killing Frost, well he always makes me shiver.
Even in the middle of summer.
The queen of air and darkness,
She despises me,
Maybe even hates me.
Though I am the light,
That cracks through the sky,
In the early morning hours,
Before the fog settles in.
Before the purple fades to gray.
I am the light of the newborn day.
I am the mist, that washes yesterday away.
So my queen,
He is now my Darkness.
I am now,
His lesser known, new age romantic.
This is our true confession.
