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