It's a story of a woman Living on her own Wrote a letter Written in a stone Purpose of her words Remains unknown Let me read it in a moody tone Hunt me down Blessed to fall Out of town I'll be gone Hunt me down Blessed to fall Out of town I'll be gone I'll be gone Be gone Rumour has it She doesn't hear Curiousity turns into tear Mysteries in a constant fear History was buried for years Over and over she shouts Crying for help, been arrest If she said that she's been locked Salvation is all I see All I see All I see That's a story of a woman Living on her own Wrote a letter Written in a stone Purpose of her words Remains unknown Let me read it in a moody tone