Lady of the Damned

She lives far away in an unheard of place
Where good and evil are set apart by a fine line
She's heard of death and knows its face
Unanswered prayers to whom they call Divine

The streets and roads fill with mud
A dark and dreary sky makes people forget there is a sun
The nights and days are stained by blood
This hollow of darkness cares for none

Full moons are more common then ever
It shall always rain and will never cease
The Lady of the Damned will haunt this cursed land forever
Her weary soul never to get a faint taste of peace

Grave after grave reminds the living
Their time is set to come
Selfish beings who are never giving
Trapped in darkness for eternity
So numb...