A refuse from a silver phialnPut her faith into the moons and starsnShe said she had a mind that slept inside tomorrownAnd time could only heal it's scarsnShe was fire on the borderlinenThe lion in the fall of rolesnSaid she saw the sword of sorrow sunkennIn the sand of searching soulsnSleeping in the master's roomnSeeing through his eye for gainnKeeping by his side not to be a victimnFalling in the darkened rainnnShe was taken from a cruel stormnThe refuse from a silver phialnTook her magic master's words and sungnAnd made his lower self worth whilenSleeping in the master's roomnSeeing through his eye for gainnKeeping by his side not to be a victimnFalling in the darkened rain