Porcelain Shards melodic-alternative / Praha

The queen of the azure dragonflies
Sends her intimate regards
And extends an invitation
To the solstice festivities

The dress code
Is humming of silky wings
And gleaming reflections
Put on your nettle cloak
That eats at your patience
And burns through your calm
But shields you well in fine fettle

Remain in silence
Don't wake up
The delegation of sirens
Willow tentacles brush your face
She oversees
Your fall from grace