'She felt different from the rest...She belonged to the dark, to the night, to death,and she couldnt escape that destiny. She wanted to be beautiful, free, to feel the green spring grass under her feet and smell the scent of flowers in bloom...but that couldnt be. She was death, she was sadness, she was rain and blood. A flower with no petals, no colours, no love.She was condemned to stay withing hell. She had to be that. There was no other way. She was trapped in a world of metal and hate. If only she could run away...' Written by me, inspired by the song 'Nemo' By Nightwish.