The love he had was so divine, It even stood the test of time. His sweetheart, his beloved to bury, He had her image in his heart to carry. For many centuries he lived With burning hope, He went like a thief Right through the night, To search for love That must arise. He knew the day would come And he would meet his darling, his queen. He cherished the dream so true Of finding new Faith in life by seeing the sunshine in her eyes. She was his dream, the precious one, But he had lost her in the war. His heart got broken, He lost his trust in God, And turned his eternal soul to dark. And through all the countless lives he lived, The only dream he wanted to be revealed — To see again the queen of his heart And break the silence of the dark. And that day came, He was so pleased, His faith returned from underneath. But once they found each other then, The hardest thing came out to bear: He had a choice to make again — To let her become a slave Of the night so dark, And live her life without the shining light. And through the heartache and the pain, He burned himself to release the maiden Of his heart, So she could live without that mark. Oh, how it hurts, but still, it's life, You have a choice, You must decide.
