Toxic droplets of poison fall
Upon the torn and bloodstained pages
Into his dreamworld he'll slowly crawl
Where sickness fails and no one ages.
A prince of his pride and fiction
He longs to find her there
A victim of his long addiction
He sees in time that none are spared.
Sweet Helena hear his song
In reality or dream
Wake him from the sleep so long
And show him what love really means.










