From a Silver Phial

A refuse from a silver phial
 Put her faith into the moons and stars
 Said she had a mind that slept inside tomorrow
 And time could only heal it's scars
 She was fire on the borderline
 The lion in the fall of roles
 Said she saw the sword of sorrow sunken
 In the sand of searching souls
 Sleeping in the master's room
 Seeing through his eyes for a gain
 Keeping by his side not to be a victim
 Falling in the darkened rain
 She was taken from a cruel storm
 The refuse from a silver phial
 Took her magic master's words and sung
 And made his lower self worth while
 Sleeping in the master's room
 Seeing through his eye for a gain
 Keeping by his side not to be a victim
 Falling in the darkened rain