| She was golden and of milky skin | |
| Peace at heart far from all suffering | |
| She was under Venus' spell | |
| A Goddess pure from higher heavens fell | |
| He held the scene, a poignant gleam | |
| When he won her heart just with a beam | |
| He approached so near, her trembling bliss | |
| She was sold in slavery with just a kiss | |
| He paused to draft forbidden rites | |
| Whispering her false advice | |
| And so he pleased his wicked needs | |
| With all her innocence for years | |
| ...for countless years | |
| From that day she lost all of her grace | |
| Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face | |
| Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces | |
| When will she see the innocent array? | |
| When will she finally embrace | |
| The harmony of life so long well deserved? | |
| Worth being lived to the end | |
| She walked a labyrinth gazing the stars | |
| Searched an exit way throughout that dark | |
| Little Baroness chained to the night | |
| Possessed, bewitched and haunted to her plight | |
| He held the scene, a poignant gleam | |
| When he won her heart just with a beam | |
| He approached so near, her trembling bless | |
| She was sold in slavery with just a kiss... with just one kiss... | |
| From that day she lost all of her grace | |
| Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face | |
| Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces | |
| When will she the innocent array? | |
| When will she finally embrace | |
| The harmony of life so long well deserved? | |
| Worth being lived to the end | |
| From that day she lost all of her grace | |
| Her decadence prevailed and drenched her face | |
| Fairytales and stories told are fallen to pieces, fallen to pieces | |
| When will she the innocent array? | |
| When will she finally embrace | |
| The harmony of life so long well deserved? | |
| Worth being lived to the end |