Born out of nothingness, defined by beauty and patience.
A tortured existence which leaves behind no answers.
Destined to suffer the struggle, cursed to be one of them, to be both of them. Fatima. Rusalka.
Somewhere between the chaos and the void in a desert that predates time itself, bereft of stars and untouched by the Gods of man.
There was only one. There was only her.

Black echoes deafening silence
Spat upon the tortured earth
She is born all alone
Cursed to never live, cursed to never die
Scarlet fiend condemned to breathe eternally Thirsting for an answer, starving for her purpose
But the sky holds his tongue as she waits for the end And it's not looking good at all

An anguished melody reveals to me a memory of love once lost A quiet affliction, a moment of weakness
Breathe and shut your eyes
Finally, it all makes sense so naturally I am lost
When angels and devils make sense of the wreckage Unsung heroine, death won't set you free

Cautiously I softly fake a smile, its cold here at night I'm trying to hide, dying to find myself
I should stop praying to no one
I can't stop searching for someone
Please just stop, sweetheart, it gets better than this I wish I could go, wish I could find a way
I just want to see your face
But now I'm starting to see how it all ends
And it's not looking good at all

An anguished melody reveals to me a memory of love once lost A quiet affliction, a moment of weakness
Breathe and shut your eyes
Finally, it all makes sense so naturally I am lost
When angels and devils make sense of the wreckage Unsung heroine, death won't set you free
Immortality is your curse, an orphan by God, and lost
Breakdown
You're an orphan by God, and lost
An orphan by God
So now it seems the sky has failed me This has been a terrible mistake
If I had just one more chance...

If you're looking for an answer
Hold tight and never let me go
And the lies we said we'll bury with the rest Oh, the senselessness of all this suffering Feel it again and over again
Let it begin

Ageless warrior left to destroy mankind and reap the earth We have to believe, trust that there is hope
Useless prayers will be left to unveil the truth that all is lost We have to believe, trust that there is hope
It was never just a dream.