Lyrics

Golden fields and autumn skies,
Laughter rings where silence lies.
A father's hand, a mother’s grace,
Safe within their warm embrace.

Steel in hand, a dance so bright,
Training in the amber light.
A childhood bathed in dusk and dawn,
Before the world would steal it all.

Shadows whisper, footsteps near,
A crimson fate, the cost unclear.
When echoes fade and flames arise,
The past dissolves in blood-stained cries.

Oh, Scarlett Orphan, lost in time,
A fate was written in the grime.
From ashes born, the blade you wield,
A heart now hardened, never healed.

A mother’s voice, a fleeting sound,
A father’s shield upon the ground.
Their final breath, a shattered past,
Two ghosts that time could not outlast.

But in the dark, with trembling hands,
A dagger strikes, fate’s last demand.
Two bodies still, their whispers gone,
And yet the night drags you along.

Shadows whisper, footsteps near,
A crimson fate, the cost unclear.
When echoes fade and flames arise,
The past dissolves in blood-stained cries.

Oh, Scarlett Orphan, lost in time,
A fate was written in the grime.
From ashes born, the blade you wield,
A heart now hardened, never healed.

Her uncle came too late, through smoke and stone,
To find the his niece now standing alone.
With eyes too fierce, with hands so red,
He wondered how she wasn’t dead.

Follow now my dear the road of ash,
To where the hunted soul will lash.
The past is dead, the child is gone,
The Scarlett Orphan marches on.