Black light shines through the stained glass windows

The chants of the prayers soon fall into silence

The priest starts to preach; The black rain starts to fall

Tears and sobs from women and children can be heard

I see outside; Pitch black; Suddenly all goes silent

Seeing him as I step outside takes my breath away

Raven hair; Blood eyes; The natural pallor of his skin

The wings on his back are beautiful

Leathery masses of wings, coming to the point with a claw

He extends a hand with slender fingers and I take it

It is as cold as the worst winter blizzard but I love it

Rain soaks my hair; I shiver yet am not cold at all

I welcome the Dark Prince to this world he is destined to rule