As despair weaves a cocoon around my shadow
Alas, alone am I with my despair.
I had waited for these clouds to lift, I had prayed
For these storms to cease
These deities I had tried to appease
By various diverse means; the day remained grey
The clouds did not move away.
Alas, alone am I, and I tired, of constant
Conflictual battle; I do not have the necessary
Tools to open up wisdom’s door;
Do not have the fierce strength to do that anymore.
There are cobwebs in my nightmares,
The night is peopled by strange shades;
Alas, alone am I, almost merging with the shadows
Dawn will come, I will walk in thy meadows.