She was born in 1617 

She takes the glides of wind 

Always chasing her dreams 



She was a tortured soul in pain 

She whispered this dark refrain 

"You're not alone, so never be afraid 

We are the cold and beautiful, you are the blue insane" 



Sometimes you moves the chairs downstairs 

And runs away 

Sometimes you makes yourself known to those 

Unawake 



And the Maiden spoke 

In stuttered streams 

As if her soul was dead 

She spoke of nothing 



She is the infinite 

She is the deranged 

Her soul drips the blood 

Of the unfortunate and pained 



She was a shameless soul stranded in the rain 

Her redemption never came and she slowly went insane 



Sometimes you whispers in my ears 

"There's nothing to be afraid of" 

Sometimes you moves the chairs downstairs 



And the Maiden spoke 

In stuttered streams 

As if her soul was gone 

She spoke from the land beyond 



The Maiden spoke to me 



Sometimes you whispers in my ears 

"There's nothing to be afraid of" 

Sometimes you moves the chairs downstairs 



And the Maiden spoke 

Inside my shattered dreams 

As if her soul was gone 

She spoke of the land beyond 



She was just another system slave 

Just another system slave 

Being led to the grave