You are brighter than all moons,
Your clothes as black as the runes
Decorating your skin – clear as the pale night.
I am able to find my way, guided by your witchlight.
Oh the people you’ve saved, the things you’ve destroyed.
You saved me from myself and filled up the void
Growing in my empty heart. By the angel,
I owe you my life, son of Raziel.
Your touch makes the power of your stele dim.
I am yours as you are mine, dear Nephilim.

Before, we were a book without a word.
As my magic drew you in,
Your runes put a spell on me.
Now, we are as limitless as the world.

For this, my dear, is my favourite combination:
Your hair; as black as the night sky,
Your eyes; as blue as the sea.
And you, my dear, are the epitome of perfection.

Where we now stand, you stood.
I was lonely, when you found me,
You were lost, when I found you.
We are one, Alec Lightwood.