Dancing with the elegance of an angel
Wings more pure than the moon itself
Feet more light than the feathers they carry
She brings the forest to life
The creatures, deadly and kind, are drawn in
Her beauty so flawless, she can't be human
Her voice echoing through the illuminated woods
The life makes death tremble.
The thrill of the song awakes even the wind
Combing through her hair, so gentle
Flowing softly with her movements
Enhancing her beauty
Perfection dances on this forest floor
So pure, so beautiful
The only hope remaining
In the planet of terror.
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