Oriana

Give me demon jewels, and let me laugh through tears, i will dance with fools, under cold white stars, golden gowns stroke my fears, i can't believe this farce, my dreams are for other scenes, citizen comrades brought near, given money to preen, i smile and remember, those ached for years, when there was no pretending, i turn my head,shrug a look, don't want to hear, what she's done, her long gait and twisted cool, the perfume costs me dear, my whole life being cruel, who will pay the seer ?