The Legend of Moll Dyer

Terror grips a small village in the south
Rumors abound, of a maiden's second sight
Upright and pure, yet snakes gather at her door
Sentenced, exiled, her tears fall on barren ground

Uncharted land, far from the Kingdom's hold
Manifest, the dreams of the malcontent
The Doctrine's grip, shall doom the fairest one
Will I sit here and do nothing?

Remember not her virtue nor her fairness
Only what the reeve saw in his vision
Remember not her gracious benefaction
Only that the rumor, seeks her soul
And that's the cruelest part
Her passion claimed her life

I could not save her and it tears me up
It took my inner light
Out in the cold, she takes her final flight
On this winter's night
Moll Dyer's cry, on the howling wind, her fatal harmony
Died on her stone where she left the mark
Of her mortal plea

Cries were heard, a tale of honor lost
A falling star, an ode to her wounded heart
Through the woods, lay of night spells a fatal verse
Running fast, the bitter cold bites her labored breath

The council called, "Shall we slay this heretic?"
I sat in fear, "Would they kill my dearest love"?
Hope was lost, despair gripped my sinking heart
I sat there and did nothing

Remember not her virtue nor her fairness
Only what the reeve saw in his vision
Remember not her gracious benefaction
Only that the rumor, seeks her soul
And that's the cruelest part
Her passion claimed her life

I could not save her and it tears me up
It took my inner light
Out in the cold, she takes her final flight
On this winter's night
Moll Dyer's cry, on the howling wind, her fatal harmony
Died on her stone where she left the mark
Of her mortal plea

Oh, I loved her flowing hair
Back when when we were young, I held on hope to be one
I couldn't tell her how I feel, and now I'm all alone
While her cry remains
And now it burns me deep inside
Knowing that my words laid mute, I couldn't reach her
My lack of actions feeds my guilt, and now I want die
Or I'll live a lie

Gods curse my name
They know
They know
The coward for the coward is me

I could not save her and it tears me up
It took my inner light
Out in the cold, she takes her final flight
On this winter's night
Moll Dyer's cry, on the howling wind, her fatal harmony
Died on her stone where she left the mark
Of her mortal plea
I could not save her and it tears me up
It took my inner light
Out in the cold, she takes her final flight
On this winter's night
Moll Dyer's cry, on the howling wind, her fatal harmony
Died on her stone where she left the mark
Of her mortal plea

I could not have saved her
Please let die
I could not have saved her
Please let die
I could not have saved her
Please let die