In "Lost Children," BEAST IN BLACK follows a wounded runaway into a mythic valley where fairy-tale refuge curdles into nightmare. The escape from pain promises elven beauty and tearless play, yet the same fantasy reveals hellfire, bleeding, and the fear of becoming the monster. The repeated refrain twists from comfort to accusation, especially in the image of having wings but being unable to fly. The final cry home to mom and dad lands as a desperate plea for belonging after realizing no enchanted place can undo the damage carried within.
Lost Children Lyrics by BEAST IN BLACK
Ran away to hurt no more
Past the sundown, through the storm
Misty Valley of the lore
Calling to the dreamer’s core
In a fairy tale
You will find the real me
In a fairy tale
Nestled in elven beauty
In a fairy tale
Lost children will never shed a tear
In a fairy tale
Without a single monster
Sunk beneath the deepest lows
Fay-enchanted sorrow flows
Utmost nadir of the soul
Wakes the crying magic stone
In a fairy tale
Dark angels set me free
In a fairy tale
No human hands can harm me
In a fairy tale
Lost children play war without a care
In a fairy tale
It’s not me who’s the monster
Broken creature’s silhouette
Needle-hearted, almost dead
Falling breathless, thinking why
I have wings, but I can’t fly
In a fairy tale
Mad nightmare that I dreamed
In a fairy tale
Nothing but reasons to bleed
In a fairy tale
Lost children sleep soundly in hellfire
In a fairy tale
Where love can’t save the monster
Fallen runaway
A victim or a monster
Mom and dad, I’m coming home
