Wandering through a greatful night
my eyes wander on a hopeless sight
so cold and all alone
she sits crying on an old worn stone
such a beautiful girl
with nice fair skin and hair that swirls
beautiful eyes full of hatred and pain
burning tears mixing with the icy rain
for whom she cries for, no longer here
a lost one, a friend , family no longer near
young girl sitting on an old worn stone
why have you become so all alone?
for whom do you cry for
your tears falling on the cold floor
where is thy mother, thy father
why do you sit without your brother?
beautiful young girl , sitting all alone
blood dripping from a heart of stone
your time is up, its time to go
take my hand, i have something to show
i will take you to a new life
no need to worry about the reaper's scythe
follow me young one, you are free
when you leave, you will be as happy as you can be
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