Here I stand,
alone in bitterness,
with the crest of love,
that shows warm glows.
Against the darkest fears,
losing someone so near,
to the endless fears,
of losing love my dear.
But now I sense,
the crest of love,
glowing a red,
warmness inside.
Defeating the darkness,
with its warmness,
of the glowing,
crest of love.
Now I carry it,
wherever I go,
with its warm glows,
which shows heart,
crest of love.