Now there was something about her

She made the villagers smile

How could anybody wanna hurt her

And wanna make her mommy cry



Angels high

The devil now walks amongst manking

Heavens high

A lock of golden hair was all that's left behind

She's outta sight



Whatever happened to the little lady

In the darkness she's forever waiting

The light is gone but hope is never fading

Where could she be - dear missing miss Charlene



The playground is forsaken, cold and greying

The silence muting all the nightbirds wailing

These woods are heartless and there's no escaping

Where could she be - dear missing miss Charlene



A monster stole dear Charlene for good



Taking pitchforks and torches

Hunting down the one they will blame

They are obsesses to see the smoking scorches

Forgetting little miss Arcane



These shady woods belie forbidden secrets

The swings are moving by themself at sunset

Her golden hair is tangled, skin is all wet

Where could she be - dear missing miss Charlene



There is something buried in my backyard

The dogs are crazy, they are digging real hard

If they dig enough they might go too far

But she's not there, she and her golden haïr

No, she's not there



A monster stole dear Charlene