Cemetery gate, vanish in dark
Begging for help, to take her home
The look of the lost, her pale facade
Skin so cold, the resurrection
A chill in the air, cold winters grip
Alone in the night, beginning the Archer hike
Run away steel, struck from behind
Fled from the scene, left her for dead
She dressed in white
The allure of her beauty
She wanders the night
In the company of the resurrection
Cemetery gate, vanish in dark
Begging for help, to take her home
The look of the lost, her pale facade
Skin so cold, the resurrection
She walks alone searching for truth
Feeding on hate stalking her prey
Tormented life, refusal to leave
A tortured soul trapped on this earth
She dressed in white
The allure of her beauty
She wanders the night
In the company of the resurrection