The Black Lodge

Gone for days, Julia Without a trace, Julia Leaving some words, a note If anyone gave a damn Gone for days Without a trace, Julia Leaving some words, a note If anyone gave a damn She laid her eyes upon the glade A place unseen by many And unknown to all She was hiding herself in the broad daylight From the seekers of the grind denial She approaches to the water The dark, cold water She was a keeper of the inside By this place which is unfound A pity sight for the magpie The black lodge She was hiding herself in the broad daylight From the seekers of the grind denial She approaches to the water The dark, cold water Ugh Beautiful when she left the door Unclosed behind Red dress, the evidence was on her wrists Julia, where are you going? Where are you leading me to? The trail to the lodge is irrelevant It's always the end When they are finally there I can still see you through the water Raugh Gone for days, Julia Without a trace, Julia Leaving some words, a note If anyone gave a damn Gone for days Without a trace, Julia Raugh She was a keeper of the inside By this place which is unfound A pity sight for the magpie The black lodge She was hiding herself in the broad daylight From the seekers of the grind denial She approaches to the water The dark, cold water