Cold as winter, strong as stone;
she faced the darkness all alone.
A silver goddess; a reflection.
A mirage; a recollection.
No return; no turning back.
The past is gone, the furture,black.
Serpents gather in their nest,
and she stands above the rest.
Shadows hunt; she hunts the shadows.
The moon is risen; she stands below.
She views her world through the eyes of
others.
Black and white; there are no colors
As she looks down upon a shattered youth.
A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth
