Isolated from impurities a bit naive we all may seem Be humble in the shadow of the cross As we keep living in a dream Our fields has long gone wither hence only displease may grow The taste breeds in our bitterness. From where she came, who really knows? Descending from heavens light For your soul we pray As the sun rise you shall fall Hung in gallows by dawn Hung in gallows by dawn Her pale white skin slowly turning grey as the sentence declares her guilt Reason falls into to shadows when trial held on hollow ground When held on hollow ground Descending from heavens light For your soul we pray As the sun rise you shall fall Hung in gallows by dawn Isolated from impurities a bit naive we all may seem Be humble in the shadow of the cross As we keep living in a dream Our fields has long gone wither hence only displease may grow The taste breeds in our bitterness From where she came, who really knows? This bastard child was released by snare Buried in woods she may When the plague finally came Not only crops decayed Hung in gallows by dawn