Crying ‘neath the umbra of Venite ad Me Omnes
Cold below the golden gleam called Tender, Strong, and True
Life alone and Sweetness peppered, Hope is all but hidden
Silent stillness too unnerving not to think of You
You to whom things come so simple
stern and stolid, dressed in Blues
crowning emblem of my psyche
Hero-Monster: hear me, You!
Still and silent, stone-faced Lady -- someone stole your shiny crown
I don't feel like dancing, either -- how contagious is thy frown
Mother Mary, Mother Mary please come down
Madness violent, mind unquiet -- if you don't I'll shoot you down
BANG! BANG!
They found your crown and boxed it up and put it in a glass display
Learning lessons from a Snowman after he done ran away
How I'd love to smash that glass with Ol' Saint Peter's Rusty Mitre
Snatch your Tophat, make you tapdance, light your Golden Globe on fire!
Dance! Dance!
Vacuum shadow in a snowglobe
like a bubble o'er Lakes Two
Statues frozen grey and lifeless
Hero-Monster: hear me, You!
If your Turtlewax worked for me,
how I'd have such shiny shoes!
Then you could run a mile in mine –
hell, why not 26.2?
Bitter dreams of flying machines
come back to life when I'm with you
Monster's heartbreak - yearn for back-take
Arlington tears would’ve made you human, too.
Visions smattered, glass case shattered in pieces on the ground
Would you, could you clutch my hand that I might claim my Lady's crown?
Seeds of strength in hands and back
are drowned in holy water
courage to climb and CROWN MY QUEEN
sown by YOU, my Hero-Monster.
Descend your scaffold, Statue-Lady
Believe in me, my Hero-Monster.
Frozenness yea, though it linger,
shall not linger any longer!