A Shallow Grave - The Mist of Avalon

In a place where the sun burns red

And the sand is burning coal

Where nights are cold and black

As the corners of your soul

There lives a woman so innocent and oure with a man

She doesn’t know

She took his hand at an early age

And it was then her faith was sealed

Her screams echo in the night

But no one is there

Her blood will colour the sand

More red than the sun

Then laid to rest in the ground

Painted in shame

Her memory is lost in time there she will remain

In the twilight of the setting sun she fell in love

Both desire and lust were reborn

Taking her by fear

All of lives precious gifts

Struck all if her at once

As her eyes met to others

Her sentence were signed in blood