it was a dark night when they were killed
the world seemed to give up its breath
the world seemed to have emptied the evil from its soul
the death was three that night
a mother
a father
a dark lord
and admist that terror was a boy
he was loved dearly
and with that love remained alive
you see, love knows no boundaries
for it is the strongest of all magic
and that boy who lived, he can tell you truthfully
