Notes
Shutting their bright blue eyes,
Drifting off to lullabies.
Sleeping soft, breathing slow,
but suddenly the faeries go.
Breaths are short, bodies cold
This isn't the story they were told
Wouldn't move, wouldn't dare
trapped within a dark nightmare.
[a mix for dark fairytales]
1 comment on Disenchanted
Commodore Creazil February 04, 2014
A remarkable selection! Nouvelle Vague's Killing moon in particular was a stunningly apt choice for the chilling beauty of a mix like this one. Cheers!
⃠danis7413 February 06, 2014
Wow man thanks a bunch!! Really glad you liked the mix! :)))
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