Lyrics

They led her slowly down
Down the cold stone stair
She never faltered
Though she knew who waited there

Death behind the oaken door
No mercy in his gaze
Only ten more steps
To recollect her days

Willow tree, don’t weep for me
When in my grave I’m lying
Even though asleep I’ll be
My soul is a wild bird flying

She saw the branches bending low
Reflected in the stream
She recalled and watched it all
As in a waking dream

She heard again the whispers
Run from room to room
“There’s a traitor in our midst”
The words that sealed her doom

They led her slowly down
Down the cold stone stair
The grim procession halted
She bowed her head in prayer

The iron blade above her
Death she called upon
She said, “You cannot kill me
For I’ve already gone”