She moves like shadows in the night
Creeping through the fog gloom
Searching for her plight
The moon, her confidant of sight
Reveals runes etched on gravestones
Riddles from a life
She tells me everything's alright
But I see the wounds she hides
In her eyes
The die is cast, the numbers true
She's nailed to the bedpost
The anthem of the used
I laugh yet nothing can get through
As she holds me like the dead do
Frozen and abused
She tells me everything's alright
But I see the pain runs deeper than we'll ever wish to learn
She tells me everything's alright
But I see the wounds she hides
The vessel burns in the corner of her mind
Scarred by the evidence of a love she left behind
Yet when the rhythmed moon inflicts the iron curse
Shedded discarded womb catalyzes rebirth