The Last Witch Poem by A Dark Lifetime ...

Silence, dreaming a fire that exploded 
Trying to kill a child of the wounded 
She heard a voice calling 
He saved her from falling 
She saw her home turn to dust... 

Her kind was after her heart 
The male ones where drifting apart 
She followed their prince with lonely fear 
He took her where there wasn't anyone near 

He showed her what she can create 
From every feeling, love and hate 
And she was stronger than her own kind 
Who feared that there was evil in her mind 

He taught her passion, he taught her lust 
Everything she has now has risen from her homes dust
He makes her strong, deadly to kill 
He wants her surviving, his only will 

He showed her his real power 
She realized she wasn't his only desire 
He was as strong as night 
She as strong as light 
And her kind was scared of the end 

Nothing is written in stone 
Because if you check, they are not alone...