The Moons pale light creeps upon the shores
A rhymatic dance the light does parade
The thunder grows louder as the rains soak in
Brilliant flashes of light build as does her anger within
On her knees she has fallen, her hope ripped away
Her once warm gaze now sullen and grey
The wounds of her past cut deep into her soul
As the cold night takes her within its hold
Her cries shrill with torment and pain
Until the winds cold breath, took her last breath away
