Piercing the stillness of the silent night.
A terrified voice emmitting pleading cries,
Trying to escape from Hell's evil delight.
Alas trapped in a world so full of demise.
A child tossing and turning,
Her forehead is burning,
The darkness is nearing,
For salvation she's yearning.
It seems nothing can save her, nothing can wake her
Imprisioned inside this nightmare alone.
The only way she can wake from this slumber;
Hope and will of fire to survive she must own.
And she does.