The Black Lodge

Gone for days, Julia 
Without a trace, Julia 
Leaving some words, a note 
If anyone gave a [bad word] 

Gone for days, Julia 
Without a trace, Julia 

Leaving some words, a note 
If anyone gave a [bad word] 
She laid her eyes upon the glade 
place unssen by many 
And unknown to all 
She was hiding herself in the broad daylight 
From the seekers of the grind denial 
She approaches to the water 
The dark, cold water 

She was a keeper of the inside 
(Revealed) by this place which is unfound 
pity sight for the magpie 
The Black Lodge 

She was hiding herself in the broad daylight 
From the seekers of the grind denial 
She approaches to the water 
The dark, cold water 

Beautiful when she left the door 
Unclosed behind 
Red dress, the evidence was on her wrists 
Julia, where are you going 
What are you leading me to 
The trail to the lodge is irrelevant 
It's always the end 
When they're finally there 
I can still see you through the water 

Gone for days, Julia 
Without a trace, Julia 
Leaving some words, a note 
If anyone gave a [bad word] 
Gone for days, Julia 
Without a trace, Julia 

She was a keeper of the inside 
(Revealed) by this place which is unfound 
pity sight for the magpie 
The Black Lodge 

She was hiding herself in the broad daylight 
From the seekers of the grind denial 
She approaches to the water 
The dark, cold water