The charming one


Kiss her before she dies, aren’t you the charming one?
We’re running out of time, the one with the white stallion
You’re supposed to be true love, yet you hardly know the girl
It’s what the prophecy said young man, I know it makes no sense

Kiss her! kiss her! For the sake of all that’s good and magical
The fairies cry, the dwarfs plead, “please give us a miracle”

Kiss her before she dies, you’ll have the kingdom at your feet
Just lean a little closer and give them something to believe in
Her lips blood red, her skin as pale as snow
In a land far away, a time long ago

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