Lyrics The Lady of the Wood - Carved in Stone

The Lady of the Wood

There was a maiden, young and sweet
Whose parents left her all alone;
Being one year old, she was laid
Down on a bed of cold, grey stone
How she survived nobody knew
For the wood was so dark and cold
But growing up she learned the truth
And got a heart, as pure as gold
And every time she ran through the meadows
And everytime she sang a song
There was this silvery light all around her
Everywhere she came along
She did not fear the howling wolves
She did not fear the blackest night
They were the family she’d lost
So she grew up in nature’s might
The only thing that frightened her
Was when she heard the hunter’s shot
And every time this cruel man came
There was a rain of tears and blood
And every time she cried for the fallen
And everytime he killed a deer
Oh, how she cried her hot, bitter tears
Everytime this man was near
So she did love and she did hate
And grew a woman, wise and old;
She lived life in a wonderland
With so much magic to behold
She knew the wood, she knew the wolves
She knew the deers, they all were one
They played with owls and unicorns
But then one day the girl was gone
And then it rained as if heaven was crying
For the wood´s lady now was dead;
So the beasts carried her to her meadows
And in full bloom was her last bed