huddled in the cavern
wrapt in blood and rain
moonlight cannot touch her
she is shielded from the flame
but a song will wake her
from her slumber
and though she's cut with pain
light will find her
light will
—it will, I promise—
shine where she has lain
wrapt in blood and rain
moonlight cannot touch her
she is shielded from the flame
but a song will wake her
from her slumber
and though she's cut with pain
light will find her
light will
—it will, I promise—
shine where she has lain