There stood a women in darkness
Voices cut long lines of sadness
Her skin now drained of life
She walks a dark road
No direction foretold
Her eyes void of life
Her lips white as fresh snow
Her hair black as the hatred she holds
She can be seen bathing in filth
Her white gown covered in blood
Mist trails about her
Darkness wraps her tightly
She stops before a lake
Lost souls run to the surface
They open their arms lovingly
The women stands on unseeing
Love she will never gain
That is a reward for the cleansed
Her sin a heart full of hate upon her death
