Forgotten Tales - Part I - She's Falling

On a distant land, far away
Intense was the summer heat
When fate struck her to the heart

Here lies what is left of her body torn and broken.
It happened here today
In these golden, peaceful wheat fields.

She's staring at the sky
All of her dreams are gone now.
Her chidhood has been stolen
By wicked men of the Northern hills.

She's falling, new angel of hatred
She's losing, all of her conscience.
To follow a dark path of blood wrath
And all she wants is vengence.

Her heart had turned to stone
No more smiles, so more cries
She had to grow so fast
Anger and sorrow filled her eyes.

She's falling, new angel of hatred
She's losing, all her righteousness
The dark path is here, a bloodbath.
Revenge is what she wants, no less