Puissance of A Lone Daughter's Love

"In solitude I beweep in sorrow,
for the great begetter that I once had.
Could the Empyrian listen to my woe?
Would they be troubled or instead be glad?

I long for the embrace that comforts me,
I seek the touch of him who gives me warmth,
and even though his love I cannot see,
Passion, I felt through the touch of his palms.

We used to frolick deep in the forests,
and shared the darkest of all our secrets.
We used to reach the deck of the hills' crest,
there, he gave me bijoux while on rocks we set.

Dolour, was my sentiment one cold night.
Grief, in those days, was but my companion,
for the Dark Angel snatched him off my sight.
He, whom I, and my brethren depend on.

But love, as we knew it, shan't come to naught,
nor will it be slain by the Foul Fiend's wrath.
It awaits Eden and wars to be fought,
turning a blind eye to the face of Death."