The DemonLord loved her so....

But time proved he had to let her go...

A friend in him is all she need...

To her request he took heed...

The DemonLord slowly back away from his beloved, in hope to see her smile.

For she loved another.

To see her happy he swore to ache...

To her he gave his life to take...

That night, the DemonLord lay back on his bed, which was made from the bones of the damned.

He cried his souless heart out, wondering if letting her go was a mistake...

His sorrow rumbled through the darkness bound Carpathian Woods.

That day, blood rained on to the soils of Bal' Sagoth.

Every being on the damned land bowed down their heads in acknowledgement of the King's sorrow.

"To see you smile, my Beloved. To see you smile. My war is won when you smile."