Barefooted she was when she walked this realm of sinners,

Hallowed was her figure and name, for she brought us comfort,

In those lavish and silk garb yet she was never unreachable,

Trails she left behind lit up and would brought a sense of difference,

The sky would cry for her,

We lost souls forever at your mercy,

We are your Order,

In your name, we will follow the trail without hesitation