Drifting through the ancient woods she will come She has heard the silent call in her soul The gates of love are spread wide open for the one Who will give herself away and leave her role behind
Demon of Freedom looking through her eyes Cunning Wolf Master soothing all her cries
Now she's filled with thousand churches, joy and lust Knowing all the carnal pleasures she will run Everything she ever cared for feels like dust A new flame burns within, brighter than the Sun