Wings of Sorrow

Lyrics

In the realm where dreams entwine,
A soul descends, divine and fine.
Born to rise, a warrior bold,
With wings of silver, a story untold.
She draws her bow (her bow)
On strings of heart in armored sheen
Her melody takes flight
With wings that soar in night (in night)
Echoes mournful cries (cries)
A symphony of battles won
Through fields of strife, her path unwinds,
Her aim true, her heart aligned.
For she is more than flesh and bone,
An angelic soul, now fully grown.

With every arrow, a prayer she sends,
For hope, for peace, until the end.
In battles waged, in battles won,
She shines as bright as the morning sun.