Oh, to love,
Oh, to love.
A curse upon this forsaken life.
Oh, to love,
Oh, to love.
Pain so sharp, a twisting knife.
Oh, to love,
Oh, to love.
What must I do to save my child.
Oh, to love,
Oh, to love.
Torment so strong and dread so wild.

To love, to hurt, to suffer so,
Would be better never this love to know.
But he lives, he dreams, he wanders still
through this maze of memory shrill,
A battered soul, a troubled mind,
no peace for him to see, to find.
How can I sleep, how can I dream?
I wake to silence, in fear I scream,
Oh, to love,
Oh to love
How can I breath, how can I smile?
How can I walk another mile?
No peace for me, the thought so vile,
To suffer so love’s anguished trial.
Oh to love,
Oh, to love
I live to free my beloved child.
Oh To Love.

GemQuest, Book V, When Monsters Call Out The Names Of Men