When the sun sets; Humanity sleeps, but not you my love for When the moon rise it is your time to live.
You have no people, nor laws to follow; you go and come as you please.
The night is your's to rule and you rule it well.
Yet when you look at me I see saddness in your eyes.
Is it because I am a maiden of light and you are a prince of darkness.
No matter I shall love you for all entrnty.
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