She who is acquainted with the night
Of ghastly beauty, beyond that of mere words of the mortal realm
Cursed she walks, upon the burnt ambers of the Earth, life springing wherever she roams
Cursed is she, who sold her fate, for her lovers life she gave her own
Those who cross her path, down look upon her, but a smile carries she, because she knows that her fate is sealed
Fate of her loved one is free, and although fate and destiny
Would rip them apart
She knows, to meet again they shall
She that is acquainted by the night
She who makes mother Earth bloom to life
She that makes the pale light from the moon shine
She that does not know the meaning of time
But of pain and misery know she
Till the fated day
She shall meet once again with her lover
once upon a time