Daughter of Fire Songtext
von Imaad Wasif

Haunted by her faith
Rosalie laid to waste
Daughter of the caves
Rosalie became my saint

Up above the frieze

Damned and on the brink
Couldn′t seem to reach you
In the throes before you sank


The life you chose left you dry
But I wonder if you smolder inside

For the centuries
At your command
Rosalie
On to victory
Take my hand when it's looking grim
Rosalie

Tragic and angelic