The princess sits alone tonight
In a room lit by a single light
But she knows, she knows it's all right
Her lover's coming home... tonight
Softly, she alights the stair
Her sweet perfumes trail through the air
Her lover's late, she's not aware
Tonight he won't be coming there....
In the glow of distant skies
Flashing still before her eyes
The echoes of her lover's cries
Raise her ear, slowly dies
Rushing down into the storm
Cold wind on her skin so warm
The darkness of the night surrounds
Death upon the battleground....
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