Prajna - Curse of the Maiden

Wandering the dark woods
in the shading of the night
Silent spectres fill the grove
what could happen if I tried?

She appeared to me
as a maiden of the damned
Perpetually dressed
in a mantle of black rose

The thorns pierce her skin,
and forever she bleeds,
but she still runs and rides
right behind me
She followed my trace,
took me by the hand
Now it's time to ride

Beautiful, of a pale complexion
Memories of a curse
She recalled images to tell me of her story
that I saw like a real nightmare run

She became a silhouette
in a covenant entrapped
A past evening entity
it is her who haunts the dark

Can a bird with torn wings
fly one more time in the sky
Can the eve of new days
make it trust in love again?

Lady of the dark who dresses
in a cape of thorny roses black
What's hidden in your mind?
A spell was cast on you aeons ago
and only love can set you free
A cursed maiden you are

Oh but your tears of regret are not heard in this place
So come with me and escape from the dead
Taste the redemption, now
Immortality is not humanity