She arrived in the coldest of winters, to a slumbering world so white Naked she came and with eyes so blue, a monument of beauty she was
The white covered world was peaceful and she arrived like the mist before dawn A dreamlike shadeless goddess raised by the frost in the north
But behind her mask of glimmering goodness a wicked smile appeared A symbol of darkness in disguise sent to haunt the light
She grabbed her sword and rode out in the night to entice all the living and ravish their lives Her voice was filled with tenderness as it echoed throughout the land
Her concupiscence was strong and lured creatures to their graves Her heart was made of stone she was starving for the dead
When day had passes and turned into night she captured god's angels and fed on their fright The land she had conquered laid empty and cold Exhausted with grief their souls were sold
She ripped her mask of glimmering goodness to unveil her blackened soul A symbol of darkness in disgust sent to crush the light
She grabbed her sword and rode out in the night to entice all the living and ravish their lives Her voice was filled with tenderness as it echoed throughout the land
Her concupiscence was strong...
What peace for me in a star or moon What solace in nightingale They tell me of the lost and gone and dawn completes the tale