Bewildered by the smile of shadows,
Enthralled by its dark beauty,
You step outside life's narrow path,
You're at the gates of death.

The wolves that hid behind your back
Are howling to the moon,
The day goes black, the night confines
You apart from Him.

Seas of fire taking over
Shall never cease to ail
A daughter born of death's empire,
A soul that's born to wail.