To see that light once more, I have stayed in darkness. For long, long years I have yearned to see the light that once flashed before me. Now the light avoids me to no end as I desperately chase on.
Woe onto me, one whose attempts are near futile. Why does it torment me so?
Call me as you call a blind man poor, or as you call a poor man an idiot. I cannot face away from the truth - I have been bound by the truths of Apollo, hence lies cannot touch my lips. I speak only of my passion - to refuse is harsh, to accept is immaculate.
Never deny a man his love, though have women been treacherous to thee and not all have been loyal, I swear by thee that I will not be led astray, I shall remain at your side.
Kindness, he went by; Fury, he remained a moment; Anguish, he kept me company; Despair, he holds me still.
Still that light continues to fade away from me. Very well, if it must be the will of the Gods, let us be star-crossed. If you were to leave me, then I shall spend the eternity alone. Be happy, thy light. Be the one who illuminates everything - erases shadows - and I shall be the darkness, the one that gazes from afar, away from your sight.
