A lover bound to darkness
Her fate sealed by the night
Taken from her true love's arms
By Black Knight's ruthless might
Held to her a tiny star
Encased in silver locket
Once a token of her love
Now deep in grief's own pocket
Every eve at sunset's pause
Her heart would mourn the light
A kingdom lost, her love's true face
Into the licorice night
Her kingdom filled with memories
Of water, game, and life
Daughtered by a dozen maids
The Queen of love, a wife
One road led among them
From the cavern's holy ridge
She dreamed of days where love would stand
Above the darkened bridge
Tales of her were whispered
In the sorrow of her lands
Her beauty marked by sadness
And the violence of his hands
Shattered dreams had filled the void
Tears shed for each calling
Darkness was the test she faced
Each night her heart was falling
Skill and honor held no sway
For she who tempted fates
None but death could rule her heart
Its price had locked her gates
Years of longing held her firm
The fires fled her dance
Trespass one within her dreams
Of Merlin her last chance
Sunlight filled her final breath
Blood her nightly duel
Hers alone, lost paradise
Where love was once her fuel
No one knew her silent pain
What every night had been
Lives the queen had set to mourn
In darkness, torn within
Lady Camelot, titles called
Her heart, a fragile art
Her life was lost to sorrow's grip
She died of broken heart
-Hermit King-
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