歌词
(Verse 1)
In the heart of Waterdeep, where the city breathes,
There's a healer with a secret, beneath the moon's soft beams.
With compassion in her touch, and a darkness in her past,
She walks a thin line, where the shadows cast.
(Chorus)
She's a woman of the night, a savior in disguise,
But behind her gentle demeanor, there's a storm in her eyes.
With every life she tends, she carries a weight untold,
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Verse 2)
Born amidst the chaos, in a time of strife,
She fought for survival, carving out a life.
Cursed by the night, a lone survivor's plight,
She wanders this world, in perpetual night.
(Chorus)
She's a woman of the night, a savior in disguise,
But behind her gentle demeanor, there's a storm in her eyes.
With every life she tends, she carries a weight untold,
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Bridge)
In the quiet hours, when the city sleeps,
She walks the streets, where the darkness seeps.
Haunted by memories, she cannot escape,
A daughter of both light and shadow, in this landscape.
Haunted by memories, she cannot escape,
A daughter of both light and shadow, in this landscape.
(Verse 3)
Bound by duty's call, she joined the ranks,
A soldier in the moonlight, fighting in the banks.
Her unit, a family, comrades tried and true,
But fate's cruel hand left her as the last to pursue.
(Chorus)
She's a woman of the night, a savior in disguise,
But behind her gentle demeanor, there's a storm in her eyes.
With every life she tends, she carries a weight untold,
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Verse 4)
Bathed in crimson hues, on that fateful night,
She faced the enemy's wrath, under the pale moonlight.
Her comrades fell like leaves, in the autumn's chill,
Leaving her to bear the burden, of memories that haunt her still.
(Chorus)
She's a woman of the night, a savior in disguise,
But behind her gentle demeanor, there's a storm in her eyes.
With every life she tends, she carries a weight untold,
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Bridge)
In the quiet hours, when the city sleeps,
She walks the streets, where the darkness seeps.
Haunted by memories, she cannot escape,
A daughter of both light and shadow, in this landscape.
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Verse 4)
Bathed in crimson hues, on that fateful night,
She faced the enemy's wrath, under the pale moonlight.
Her comrades fell like leaves, in the autumn's chill,
Leaving her to bear the burden, of memories that haunt her still.
(Chorus)
She's a woman of the night, a savior in disguise,
But behind her gentle demeanor, there's a storm in her eyes.
With every life she tends, she carries a weight untold,
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Bridge)
In the quiet hours, when the city sleeps,
She walks the streets, where the darkness seeps.
Haunted by memories, she cannot escape,
A daughter of both light and shadow, in this landscape.
For the blood that courses through her, holds tales of old.
(Bridge)
In the quiet hours, when the city sleeps,
She walks the streets, where the darkness seeps.
Haunted by memories, she cannot escape,
A daughter of both light and shadow, in this landscape.
(Outro)
So she tends to the wounded, in the dead of night,
A silent guardian, hiding her inner fight.
For she knows in her heart, as she walks the path alone,
That her past and her present, are forever intertwined, her story eternally sown.
