In twilight's hush, where shadows play, we found our haven, our love made of clay The egg did lay, a symbol of our dreams, of life and promise, of all that it seems. But fate, it seemed, had other plans, our hopes lay shattered, its shell in the sand. Yet, even in grief, our love remains, a flame that burns, a heart that is strained. In shadow's light, our souls tonight, the stone is hard, the ash is gray. But in the dark, the kobold's nest, a place to find him, a place to stay. Somewhere inside Serene hears him, somewhere beside, Serene feels his soft fur. Serene will be there when time does end, love, Serene will be there when Serene does rest. Goddess but heart's been torn down. Serene can't know how your voice would have sound But in the next life when our souls find rest It will be with you next to Serene, in her nest
