While ember raised Her soul was chased By hate and fear Black friend was near A faded flower Pointed the hour Like blood the air Where is the way? Her place to stay She lost the hold And lift got cold As a raven flew And silence grew The ash-tree cried And then she died In darkest age In smallest cage She wrote this line: The world is mine
While ember raised Her soul was chased By hate and fear Black friend was near A faded flower Pointed the hour Like blood the air Where is the way? Her place to stay She lost the hold And lift got cold As a raven flew And silence grew The ash-tree cried And then she died In darkest age In smallest cage She wrote this line: The world is mine
