Red rose in the garden grows
Strong inhale from the gardener
Cuts the blossoms one by one
Sprays mist bouquets that bloom in gold
Never ending fairy tale winds as clear
As clean as snow
Flowing down the river trail
So delicate while they
Toss me down a poison well
Where I'm being swallowed whole
Infested by their evil
I'm captive in my own home
Beauty rest in a soft down cove
Green haze sets in the valley below
On the cusp of a winding road
Twisting left of the old orchard
Winds howl hush and sooth
Soft lid sighs in the afternoon
Breathe a prize of solitude
So delicate while they
Toss me down a poison well
Where I'm being swallowed whole
Infested by their evil
I'm captive in my own home
If I where king for a day
I'd banish them all away
To live in a barren wasteland
Among their own creations
If I where king for a day
I'd send them to paradise
Release their invisible serpent
Killing slowly over time.
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Lyrics submitted by Gabriel Z.