A refuse from a silver phial   Put her faith into the moons and stars   Said she had a mind that slept inside tomorrow   And time could only heal it's scars      She was fire on the borderline   The lion in the fall of roles   Said she saw the sword of sorrow sunken   In the sand of searching souls      Sleeping in the master's room   Seeing through his eyes for a gain   Keeping by his side not to be a victim   Falling in the darkened rain      She was taken from a cruel storm   The refuse from a silver phial   Took her magic master's words and sung   And made his lower self worth while      Sleeping in the master's room   Seeing through his eye for a gain   Keeping by his side not to be a victim   Falling in the darkened rain