Deep in the forest where stars once fell,
Lies a forgotten lore none dare tell.
A stone, burning red with golden gleam,
Powers beyond magic—your wildest dream.
It sings to the heart, both brave and pure,
Curing diseases—a soul's allure.
Wars were fought to catch its sight,
But it stays hidden, shining only at night.
It lies in wait for the one with twilight eyes,
One who seeds hope, not desires in his cries.
He, who is above all temptation,
Shall free the stone and receive salvation.