Come little children,
I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment.
Come little children,
The time's come to play
Here in my garden of shadows.
Follow sweet children,
I'll show thee the way,
Through all the pain & the sorrows.
Weep not poor children,
For life is this way,
Murdering beauty & passion
Hush now my children,
It must be this way,
To wary of life & deceptions.
Rest now my children,
For soon we'll away,
Into the cold & the quiet.
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Come little children,
I'll take thee away,
Into a land of enchantment.
Come little children,
The time's come to play,
Here in my garden of shaaaaaaaaadows.
