As She Waits

As the light left the eyes of a stranger,
As the faith bled from a church in a small town,
As the hero leapt from danger to danger,
As the moon rose, white, bright and round...
She was there waiting

As the stranger was laid to rest,
As people fled the church,
As the hero was forced behind a desk,
As for the moon people searched...
She was there waiting

As the stranger was forgotten,
As the church lay broken and decayed,
As the hero died, not deserving what he had gotten,
As the slowly rising sun destroyed the shade...
She was there waiting

What was she?

Do you know?