Lady In The Lamp

In the darkly fade she gives a serenade
Lifts the clouds away, stars around her face
Her light it fills the room, the wizard in his gloom
Enchanted in her cage, she sings before the mage

It is late, she's awake and the silver curtain falls
Her eyes never cries in a tower full of spells

Lady in the lamp
Trapped inside a prison made of glass
Gives her little dance
In the Necromancer's hand
Lady in the lamp

Forty magic nights, forty magic days
Without a word the orchestra they play
She smiles and sings in a state of trance
She knows her life will end when the last chord dies

Lady in the lamp
Trapped inside a prison made of glass
Gives her little dance
In the Necromancer's hand
Lady in the lamp

In the darkly fade she gives a serenade
Lifts the clouds away, stars around her face
A light it fills the room, the wizard in his gloom
Enchanted in her cage, she sings before the mage

It is late, she's awake and the silver curtain falls
Her eyes never cries in a tower full of spells