Bài hát The Poet And The Muse Báo Lỗi

There's an old tale wrought with mystery, of Tom the Poet and his muse

And a magic lake which gave a life to the words the poet used

Now, the muse she was his happiness, and he rhymed about her grace

And told her stories of treasures deep beneath the blackened waves

Till' in the stillness of one dawn, still in its misty crown

The muse she went down to the lake, and in the waves she drowned

And now to see your love set free

You will need the witch's cabin key

Find the lady of the light, gone mad with the night

That's how you reshape destiny

The poet came down to the lake to call out to his dear

When there was no answer he was overcome with fear

He searched in vain for his treasure lost and too soon the night would fall

Only his own echo would wail back at his call

And when he swore to bring back his love by stories he'd create

Nightmares shifted in their sleep in the darkness of the lake

And now to see your love set free

You will need the witch's cabin key

Find the lady of the light, still raving in the night

That's how you reshape destiny

In the dead of night she came to him with darkness in her eyes

Wearing a mourning gown, sweet words as her disguise

He took her in without a word for he saw his grave mistake

And vowed them both to silence deep beneath the lake

Now, if it's real or just a dream one mystery remains

For it is said, on moonless nights they may still haunt this place