Poor Mortal Lost

Run swiftly, silently
 Heartbeat deafens
 Drowns the human
 Body tense, tinge of fear
 Blood rushes, no stir
 Camouflage, safety, ease
 Down into the ground
 Not a breath, and not a sound
 Dashes under and around
 Mother's arms
 She wears the crown
 In the plush
 Of earth she lies
 Alone forever
 With these cries
 Feels not hunger
 Feels not thirst
 Doesn't she know
 She's not the first
 Endures her lot
 The bitter frost
 Poor little girl
 Poor mortal lost
 Poor mortal lost
 Save your mind
 Save your soul
 Beware of her
 A charm of old
 As innocent
 As night's cold
 The bell has its
 Untimely toll
 Save your mind
 Save your soul
 Beware of her
 A charm of old
 As innocent
 As night's cold
 The bell has its
 Untimely toll
 Poor mortal lost
 Poor mortal lost
 Save your mind
 Save your soul
 Beware of her
 A charm of old
 As innocent
 As night's cold
 The bell has its
 Untimely toll
 Poor mortal lost
 Poor mortal lost