Octavia - Lia Hide, Runes

there once was a girl

they called her Octavia

she looked like a boy

when they found her alone, in a church

she lay half asleep

in a box for a cradle

in the garden of God

a parentless child, with no past

baby don’t cry, fly away

the people took turns

they raised her in virtue

and she in return

grew her hair long, to the ground

but late every night

she danced with the fairies

deserted by God

she opened her legs, and she’d come

and she would fly, fly away

baby don’t cry, fly away

the seasons took turns

Octavia got married

her children grew strong

a dozen of boys, and a girl

the empress grew bold

his love made her pretty

and late every night

she mounted her man, made him come

she made him fly, fly away

baby don’t cry, fly away

c’mon let’s try, fly away

baby don’t cry, fly away