• When the night is cloudy
    There is still the moonlight
    Through the trees,
    seeping thorugh
    Striving for light,
    in the coarse
    but gentle night.

    For there is
    A power so strong
    That no one in legend
    could beat it's wrongs.

    One however,
    Legendary as it is
    Set foot to defeat it
    Just as he is.

    Twas one who was unarmed
    Twas small but brave
    One who had a lion's heart
    One whom not a knave.

    This one used one thing however
    Small as it may seem,
    Love does conquer anything
    Although it seems obscene.

    Does love conquer anything?
    Is that wrong or right?
    Tis for only one's decision
    Neither wrong nor right.

    For I cannot answer yet
    For my decision is secret
    Until the night of clouds has deemed
    One can only bet.