Lunatica

With pure innocence in heart she walks through the woods,
Her long coat embraces her like raven wings.
Cold steel in her hands, a red thin trace
Follows her steps through the snow.
In this cold world of hypocrisy she’s a true word.
In the nights, one hidden place
His arms covered her, protected her
Forbidden love
In the nights, the silent nights
Ebony found ivory
A perfect fusion, imperfect end