
Dark Daughter
Dark Daughter
Our love was a raven
It delivered the dark gift
My soul awaited patiently
Like a bricklayer for his stone
Dark Daughter
Our love was a raven
It delivered the dark gift
My soul awaited patiently
Like a bricklayer for his stone
Muddy woman in the shadow.
She does not hide, rather yet waits…
standing proudly in the darkness,
for you to find your reflection in her.