Somewhere deep in burning woods, underneath the birch she looks
For the treasure that she hid before
Deep within the scary cove, locked up in the ocean's throes
Lay the gems of joy and innocence
Somewhere deep in quiet pain, memories hold double weight
Whispering tainted truth to bind her strength
Fog incurs a crippled state; blinded in the ashy haze
She won't walk on, the path behind is lost
Once two pillars were her home, only thing she'd ever known
Now she's running frantic in the night
On a jagged rock she weeps, scared to close her eyes and dream
They cut like shrapnel 'til even waking stings
Somewhere deep in burning woods, underneath the birch she looks
For the treasure that she hid before