But to dream of that far away, cold place were love is lost, causes me to weep.
 

I rise at dusk and walk this world, still strange to me.
I see in my mind that my love is walking, no cares, and her heart full of happiness.  She is mine from afar, I dare not show myself to her again, and no memory of our brief meeting does she have.
Suddenly I see danger; far away a man with evil in his heart waits for a victim.  She walks alone unknowing that her life will end in a moment.  He leaps from the dark, knife in hand, she screams as his arm rises and plunges into her heart.  The knife blade shatters on my back as I kiss my love and she falls into a deep sleep.  I turn and pull this monster close to me and as he looks into my deep, black eyes the horror rises in his face as he sees his death.  I crush the life from him and fling the body away.
 I turn and gently lift my love to me as I soar away through the night sky.  She will wake in the morning with no memory of this night.

Again, my kiss will linger on her lips. 
I watch over her as I have for many years, I have been here since she was a child. 
She will live her life, never knowing of my love, and when she is gone I will search for her forever...
For without my love, my soul...immortality is a prison.