• Dost thou never see
    The justice I bring to thee?
    This curse of mine you can never know.
    This love of mine I can never show.
    It’s torture that our ways must part,
    My dearest with the pure of heart.


    My love, our ways have parted far.
    My heart, ever branded with this scar.
    Your betrayal, it stays with me still;
    Devoured my very being until
    My very essence turned black as coal.
    And here I stand, with tainted soul.


    How long since that fateful day?
    I’m finally able myself to say:
    Moved on, my past forever gone.
    Oh, how I’ve longed for crimson dawn.
    It seems fate is cruel, for too soon I find
    My love, once more, with corrupted mind.