In the days when the Knights were shining
Wearing armor that was cast from gold
Lived a girl her name was Annie Laurie, hers was a story that remains untold
Late one night arose three heathens, they took her life as they shamed her soul
Now the sands of time have pushed her forward, I hear the voices of the days of old
I can hear her screaming as she lays in the cold
In the chains that bind her
In the moonlight beauty whispers all alone
In the realm of demons and angels, she fights her way to the other side
She recalls the gentle scent of roses, the sound of music and the taste of wine
I can hear her screaming as she lays in the cold
In the chains that bind her
In the moonlight beauty whispers all alone
I can hear her screaming as she lays in the cold
In the chains that bind her
In the moonlight beauty whispers
Annie won't you come back home