Empty shell of herself
She became a Jailer
Arcane would lead the world to damnation
Hollow inside, bound to hunt
But the Land was safe
A thousand years behind the door
Hunting master, hand of Justice
Anger, vengeance were her fate
"Your blood is mine"
The Moonlight shines upon the guilty and the innocent alike
"Run for your life"
Yet she's the one in the endless cycle of revenge
Sinking into madness
Blinded by frustration
Her soul was empty of all but endless rage
Warden of cage without light
Underneath our Land
Thousand years behind the door