Resurrection In White - These Are They

Cemetery gate, vanish in dark

Begging for help, to take her home

The look of the lost, her pale facade

Skin so cold, the resurrection

A chill in the air, cold winters grip

Alone in the night, beginning the Archer hike

Run away steel, struck from behind

Fled from the scene, left her for dead

She dressed in white

The allure of her beauty

She wanders the night

In the company of the resurrection

Cemetery gate, vanish in dark

Begging for help, to take her home

The look of the lost, her pale facade

Skin so cold, the resurrection

She walks alone searching for truth

Feeding on hate stalking her prey

Tormented life, refusal to leave

A tortured soul trapped on this earth

She dressed in white

The allure of her beauty

She wanders the night

In the company of the resurrection