Night screams, the wild battle cries Cutting blade, her worth belies Through leaves and mystery, she goes Courage, the lance that never slows In the forest, despair resounds But shadow of the Moon is her beacon On warrior's day, the heroine emerges The lost girl, her salvation surges The melody of triumph echoes in the clearing Warrior's day, her journey, her bearing In the heart of the forest, she's the light The saved girl, in warrior's day, takes flight