Mourning Glory

What's told in stories, what's told in tales
Can turn to glory or bring decay

When good and pure still fail to rise
Something dark and wicked will sure arise

Awaken, arise, forsaken
Pushed aside and left to die
Someone else will guide your life

The smiling virgin will turn to stone
The sleeping beauty forever mourned

Your deepest fears all cast away
A lesson dear is about to come your way

Awaken, arise, forsaken
Pushed aside and left to die
Someone else will guide your life

When good and pure still fail to rise
Something dark and wicked will sure arise
Your deepest fears all cast away
A lesson dear is about to come your way

Awaken, arise, forsaken
Pushed aside and left to die
Someone else will guide your life