Born in hope,
But tormented by hate,
Lost in a war but found in love,
A child born of Rose blood,
Will be the key,
A supernatural bond will be created,
But with a cost of her life,
The last of her kind lost,
But love is an angel,
And nature is unbalanced without her,
The one thing that was made to tear her love apart,
Only brought them closer together.

Her mind is forced to forget,
But the heart always remembers,
The love they share is true,
But family is a blessing,
Love is a wish,
Written in the stars,
She will face death,
And she will die,
Too protect her newly formed family,
A new city will rise,
As she fights to return,
to the land of the living.

Roses are red
Scarlet is true
Love is noble
And sacrifice is too

Angels are real
They live with you
Family is power
But they don't know you

A daughter is to be born,
The last of her blood.
Protected by the immortals,
As the legend is true.
The angels walk among us,
Through her and we lay down our lives,
To see her smile.
But she will fall and rise,
As one of them.
Not immortal but an angel at that

She will walk among us as a Rose.

As she starts to bloom,
Her love will arise,
The immortal that saved her,
Will love her so,
But death is a price,
Paid in full.

The higher she builds the walls to her heart, The harder she will fall when they are torn down by the ones that she loves.

One day, somebody's going to love her, heart and soul. And although I know you won't believe it, Someday someone will come along who will tear down those walls she's built around her heart. And when that love comes back to her, she must do everything in her power to fight for it.

She will remain the last of her kind and die protecting the man she loves from himself.

The storm is coming.

The witch will rise again.