The Fall of the Dead Moon
From the columns of Elysium
To the spires of the moon,
A guardian of beautiful dreams
Guards dreamers from approaching doom.
Dream stealers from a dark dead moon
Seek a mirror of purest gold.
And the Earth shall share the dead moon's fate
If such a mirror they hold.
But hope springs eternal from beautiful dreams
And in this light the pegasus lives.
For beautiful dreamers with beautiful dreams
Life to the Golden Crystal give.
Then a child's plea shall move the world
To fight an evil queen.
And banish her back into darkness
So she never will again be seen.
Bunny Girl
Nov.2000
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