A refuse from a silver phial
Put her faith
Into the moon and stars
Said she had a mind
That slept inside tomorrow
And time could only
Heal its 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 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
