Eight years ago, I fell,
I fell for a true angel,
Most beautiful of them all,
The purist one of them all.
You were the envy of every mortal,
You were the envy of Aphrodite,
In a jealous rage she cursed you,
“Never be loved! Only be lusted!”
All would lust except for one,
But you would never see it,
Your soul, never visited by love,
Turned bitter in the company of lust.
But as Aphrodite rejoiced upon Olympian Peak,
I made the unbreakable vow to Hades, for you,
Either I save your soul and show you the light,
Or burn in the deepest pits of the underworld.
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