"Serenity"
She sits alone (on her crystal throne) pretending she's a queen.
How her subjects gather all around (to smile).
The white, the pure, the (silver-blest) the One, Serenity;
Her eyes so blue (so clear) as like a child.
The people of her kindgom (all) lie underneath her hand
their demeanor so adoring (and so mild)...
And gathered round her pedestal, nine ornamental shapes
of her protectors, her (beloved) and her (friend?)
No more than figurheads, so placed, (they can't remember why)
So chosen to (forever) bound, defend.
They aren't needed anymore, there is no danger now
(So loved) she'll rule it all, until the End.
She can't recall when last she thought, when last she rose to stand
to only (sit) and (smile) and only (speak)
Such words that aren't her own at all, but sound so pretty (soft)
not as her voice had used to sound (so weak--)
Now all the world is looking up, the future cheery bright
(Her Majesty)'s own future flickers-- (bleak).
She sits alone, in a cage of stone (and dreams that she is free)
(If only) she could truly shine, and (smile?)
The white-lace mask, the silver shroud, that is Serenity
Eyes kissed with stars-- (she dreams to be a child)
The people of her kingdom (all?) they do not know a thing
if they could see--
then each would be reviled.
For some reason, this still makes me laugh hysterically, even though it isn't really funny... I've no idea why...