When the mist rises in Dorklon Moor
Wolves howl in fear
The moon disappears
Ruins not there before
Slowly begin to be seen
The smell of burnt
Flows with the mist
You feel the dread
You feel the call
She calls
She sings a light sad melody
She sits in the window
Her bloody dress has a glow
Standing below her you hear her words

Come Home Come Home
My sweet strong love
I forgive you and forgive you
My heart is empty without you
I cast you away
Your sin burned my heart
I thought that was death
The death of loneliness
Is far more cruel
Enemies learned and came
They wooed for my love
Not for my heart
They wanted the treasure

I could not give my heart
Even in pain it belonged to you
I sent for you
I called for you
I prayed for you
Come home come home

Greedy enemies could not wait
They killed my guards
They tortured my servants
They whipped me into screams
My love for you held
I did not tell

Come home come home
My sweet strong love
They’ve locked me in this tower
They’ve set our castle ablaze
Come come quickly my love
I fear my death is near
I call and pray
Come home come home

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