Shepherd Testo

Rise up, take your lyre and sing, Listen to the news I bring. Frosty breath on the window. See a friend in the snow that gently falls, Feel the truth in those sad eyes, See the smile that's so rare just like the love she waits for. And she plays a game of her own as she sleeps within the firelight for her dreams are incredibly wild, But they're lost and gone forever with the dawn. Fair and friend of the fleece spoke, Warrior bold, shepherd wise, fair Prince of Peace. Someone waits in the doorway on a white horse he comes and holds out the hand she waits for. So they ride through a valley of mist to a castle in the heavens where he lays her down to rest, But he's lost and gone forever with the dawn. See her writhe in her dream, then. Mermaids sing in the sunset, Sadly asking if beauty ever walks free, But Queen Frost only whispers, “Maidens, you will remain to be free.” See her writhe in her dreams. Lord of the seven sons. Keeper of the keys of time. (Hear me.)