darling, you be a rose,

and i'll look past your thorns.

the beautiful tragedy,

weaving of Maleficent's horns.

i'll be the dragon,

if you will only let me sleep.

falling straight down,

through this eternity so deep.

darling, you be a villain,

born in a world without heroes

we are our own tragedies,

when this spindle strikes point zero.

i'll be your true love,

sweeping away with the dusk.

of Maleficent's horns,

when our fairy-tale crumbles to dust.