The two of you stand proud
Both of you clasping hands
The dryad of a trinity
The two who still stand
One is fallen, the other dark
Both of you are as one
Your love is unconquerable
This battle you have won
From the woods I watch you
Shadows hide my face
You two are beautiful
While I am out of place
My own sins exiled me
From my dearest friends
And I know it is too late
For me to make amends.
I leave you now, both in peace
No more shall I stay
Withdrawing to my private hell
To keep the beast at bay.