I have been forsaken in the rage of the night,
Gasping desperately for a new healing light.
All alone, I sit depressed in a slumber,
Silently dreaming of red blood and thunder.
Strong feelings of anger, strong feelings of hate,
Waiting, in fear, to arrive at my fate.
Call unto me now; take me out of this place,
Let me burn, only to fade away without a trace.