She walks the night without pause, without fear
Her dark hair scattered, her eyes so clear
She haunts the shadows under the moon
She strikes so sweet, so sudden, so soon.
She terrifies souls with her beauty and pluck
She rises above the dirt and the muck
She sings with her silence, she sings with her soul
And never the night does it take on her toll.
And when the dark shadows, they fade into dawn
She climbs down from the precipice of danger on yon
She steps into light with the sureness of warriors
And stops not for the gawkers, doubters, or voyeurs
