"Joy was her name
A life un-wedThirty years old, Never danced a stepShe would have left these red hillsFar behind if not for her conditionWould have left these red hillsLong ago if not for my conditionPitiful joyShe looked awayInto a hollow skyCame face to faceWith her own innocence surrounding her Until it never was a questionInnocence so suffocatingNow she cannot move, no questionNo hope for joyNo hope or faithShe wanted to go blindWanted hope to stay"I've been believing in nothing since I was bornIt never was a question"No !"