Midnas scornTrue it may be that those days are doneWhere shadows were so thick they covered the sunHow beautiful I once thought it to beHow wrong I was after you made me seeThat your darkness was malice, your twilight was hateYou took over my palace and shattered the gateThe Twilight Mirror, to be more preciseThen hid a shard in a place covered in iceAnd another you hid in the city in the skyAnd thats when I truly began to wonder whyI pondered my position and I contemplated shameHow once I was the princess but you thrust me into painAnd now I ride upon his back all through the land of lightIt burns my skin to see that glow