Out in the wind, still smoldering,

Wrapped in stolen clothes,

Her auburn dreams and blood-red lips,

Won't shield her, from what she's knows

Her story etched across the ashen sky.

The taste of innocence and hurt

Only indifference, like a silent song

Fades as familiar faces blur

Holy Mother

Will you hold her

Will you hold her in your arms

Holy Mother

Can you save her, please save her

A journey wide, a kingdom found

As a tyrant turns the water wheel

A garden waits, a path unwinds

She Is floating in eternity.

Holy Mother

Will you hold her

Will you hold her in your arms

Holy Mother

Can you save her

Holy Mother

Will you hold her

Will you hold her in your arms

Holy Mother

Can you save her, please save her