Ballad of Strahd Von Zarovich

I think the story of Strahd Von Zarovich, before he became the Devil Strahd is a bittersweet tale of forbidden love, betrayal, death, and revenge. I created this poem a few years back, but am now using some AI tools to help improve it. I've used Suno to compose the ballad. Prompt: Sorrowful, acoustic, gothic ballad, played on a lute, forbidden love, female voice, soft flute in the background. Image generated by Nightcafe. Prompt: High Fantasy, Dungeons and Dragons, Barovia, Create an eerie portrait of Strahd Von Zarovich, the ancient vampire lord of Barovia. Depict him standing in the moonlight, his pale skin contrasting with the dark shadows. His crimson eyes should exude both menace and melancholy. The high collar of his tattered cloak should frame his gaunt face, revealing sharp fangs. Long flowing dark hair. His face should show wisdom and be timeless. Around him, mist and swirling fog should hint at the cursed land he rules.

Poem:
He was a prince and a conqueror
A warrior of great renown
He led his army to victory
And claimed the valley as his own

He built a castle on the mountain
A fortress of stone and wood
He named it Ravenloft in honor
Of his noble von Zarovich blood

He loved his brother's bride Tatyana
A beauty fair and pure
He killed his brother out of envy
And tried to make her his for sure

But she rejected his advances
And fled from his embrace
She threw herself from the castle
And died before his face

He cursed the gods and his own folly
He wept for his lost love
He felt a change within his body
Cursed for love that was not his
Prisoner in darkness bound

The valley was engulfed in shadow
A prison for his soul
He ruled as lord of Barovia
But never could be whole

The valley was engulfed in shadow
A prison for his soul
A prison from his love

Prisoner in darkness bound.

The valley was engulfed in shadow
A prison for his soul
A prison from his love

Prisoner in darkness bound.