In the shadows, she walks alone,
A heart so heavy, turned to stone.
Life's cruel whispers, they cut so deep,
In her silence, she longs to weep.
From hell to heaven, she finds her way,
Through the darkest night, to a brighter day.
Her soul, it rises, from the ashes of pain,
In the end, sheās free, from the endless rain.
Every step, a battle fought,
In a world so cold, where hope is sought.
Her dreams, they shattered, like broken glass,
But in her eyes, a fire that won't pass.
From hell to heaven, she finds her way,
Through the darkest night, to a brighter day.
Her soul, it rises, from the ashes of pain,
In the end, sheās free, from the endless rain.
In her final breath, she finds her peace,
A gentle whisper, her sweet release.
No more sorrow, no more tears,
In the light, she conquers her fears.
From hell to heaven, she finds her way,
Through the darkest night, to a brighter day.
Her soul, it rises, from the ashes of pain,
In the end, sheās free, from the endless rain.
