Stonehenge demons dwell Where the banshees live and they do live well

A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no lies or pain, there lived a Prince who dreamed of the human world. He dreamed of blue skies, soft breeze, and sunshine. One day, eluding her keepers, the Prince escaped. Once outside, the brightness blinded him and erased every trace of the past from her memory. He forgot who he was and where he came from. His body suffered cold, sickness, and pain. Eventually he died.
Eventually he died. However, his father, the King, always knew that the Prince’ soul would return, perhaps in another body, in another place, at another time. And he would wait for him until he drew his last breath, until the world stopped turning…
And it is said that the Prince returned to her father’s kingdom. That he reigned there with justice and a kind heart for many centuries. That she was loved by his people. And that he left behind small traces of her time on Earth, visible only to those who know where to look. Stonehenge
Hewn into the living rock of Stonehenge…Stonehenge, where the demons dwell
Where the banshees live and they do live well
Stonehenge
Where a man is a man and the children dance to
The pipes of pan
Stonehenge
Tis a magic place where the moon doth rise
With a dragon’s face
Stonehenge
Where the virgins lie
And the prayer of devils fill the midnight sky
And you my love, won’t you take my hand
We’ll go back in time to that mystic land
Where the dew drops cry and the cats meow
I will take you there
I will show you how
Stonehenge