The cool breeze lingers in the still of night
The desire for warmth left unfulfilled
The walls remember our happy times
The rose lined paths remember our bursting love.

The sea boasted our heartfelt past
The moon held vigil our cozy nights last

Our candles burned as Mithraea's light
Then came the wind, came making the light dim

Passing through our lips
Surging through our bodies
The chaotic signal arose, showing
You'd sunk to all new low's

Singing praises to the hate of betrayal
A warrior spirit moves on
The winds of change become a ride
Through the storms and rain inside

Will I, once more, love you? Never again.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Sarapin, in the year 347 AF.