As sisters are in chains of fealty bound
They cast off crowns, and part with brighter ties
Until familiar line, abandoned, dies:
With guilt alone, another sov’reign crowned.
Removed to where no solace they will find,
Still webbed in dreams, denied the lighter sky,
Their gazes roam, yet never find their eye.
Until profane illusion strikes them blind.
As goddess carries fates her subjects wrought,
The saints may not deserve ill-gotten grace.
The last survivor faces fate, distraught,
As painful bonds forever fix her place.
To praise return, forgiving past misdeed,
And joyously embrace new hope's clear lead!