From a Silver Phial

A refuse from a silver phial Put her faith into the moons and stars Said she had a mind that slept inside tomorrow And time could only heal it's scars She was fire on the borderline The lion in the fall of roles Said she saw the sword of sorrow sunken In the sand of searching souls Sleeping in the master's room Seeing through his eyes for a gain Keeping by his side not to be a victim Falling in the darkened rain She was taken from a cruel storm The refuse from a silver phial Took her magic master's words and sung And made his lower self worth while Sleeping in the master's room Seeing through his eye for a gain Keeping by his side not to be a victim Falling in the darkened rain