Blue blood ballad

When I was a blue blood
My mother shook my hand
Now I am the blue heart
Who haunts this sceptered land
Burning coals and buttercups
Almond blossoms pink
Now I seek redemption
Blue blue cold and ice cold lonely

Chorus
I am the ghoul of canterville
Can't redeem my glory
Three hundred years a haunting
Tells you half my story 
Of how I killed my true betrothed
Sounds like a tragic ballad
Now I seek redemption
True blood of an innocent girl

I'm as blue as a whistle
My heart is hard as granite
Thunder shakes my prison
I cannot escape from it
Blue blue cold
and ice cold lonely
An Englishman hates his castle
When it encapsulates his fate
His humiliation, punishment
His love his love too late
Chorus
I am the ghoul of canterville
Can't redeem my glory
Three hundred years a haunting
Tells you half my story
Of how I killed my chosen one
Sounds like a tragic ballad
Now I seek redemption
True blood of an innocent girl
Burning coals and buttercups
Almond blossoms white as pink
Death wrung life gives up at last
her lost and lonely ghosts

Life is full of death and sin /

And love is stronger than both.

illustration: I'm not afraid
from Blue Trees world
|2020|
ink, pencil
A3

Masha Logofet