I'm falling deep into dark water.
I come down twice: first as a rocky young girl trying to save her dead love; and then again as a cursed siren to hunt.
Last night I dreamed that I had chopped Jim into a hundred little pieces and eaten them one by one. Are they just my crazy visions? But the Loreley curse really exists, I know it. Why did she choose me? I will write about it in my song because I am the Loreley and I am a damned rock star.