Flower petals made out of land mines

Whisper a lullaby so divine,

Can you hear the song about the girl

Who found a portal out of this world?

Flower petals made out of land mines

Paint pictures of words she can't define.

Can you read the letter from the girl

Who is finally free from this world?

She's dancing in the shadows

When the moon hides its fade in shame

Behind the wandering clouds

That are still searching for her name.

She's dancing in the twilight

When the sun retires knowing

It couldn't kill the one soul

That even in death keeps glowing.