There crazy story
Born into a world so cruel, where the sky felt heavy and the nights were full.
Six years old, and I swore I'd drown,but something deep inside wouldn't let me down.
Daughter of God, or so they say.
But to them I was just a flaw in the clay.
A bastard child, a cursed name, but I never let them see my shame.
With my lover gone, through the night and the day I miss her dearly.
But I don't stop and travel forward, through memories and centuries.