A Grain Of Truth

A line of blackthorns bordering the side of the way that horses rode for days

A flock of starlings circling above the ravine, throughout the damp and haze

A naked branch of old oaks twisted by the coils of wild vines twirling

A parchment filled with runes, and a deep-blue rose

I'll find you tonight – feel my desire

A lady dressed in white – blood and fire

The creature won't die – feel my desire

And in the dead of night – hear the infernal choir

Deep in the woods a rotten castle staring the lands from hilltop high above

A bloodshot eyed foul creature living a quarantine, duped by a spell of love

A grain of truth, it must be hidden in the legends, in the stories

A final spark of hope to walk away

I'll find you tonight – feel my desire

A lady dressed in white – blood and fire

The creature won't die – feel my desire

And in the dead of night – hear the infernal choir

I'm lost in a nightmare – I will free you from the curse you bear

Blood's not the answer – blood's the reason that I still walk this earth

I'm falling to pieces – my love don't you dare to despair

The death you're unfolding – a hex you'll endure right by my side

For the heinous maleficia of the mind and the flesh

Clad in monstrous guise, ill-fated vest never to undress

A gigantic bear like head and tongue that flickers like flame

A monster in a monster's skin, the true evidence of shame

I'll find you tonight – feel my desire

A lady dressed in white – blood and fire

The creature won't die – feel my desire

And in the dead of night – hear the infernal choir