I feel greed, ungracious oath
   through current flows, through solitude
   your stroke my cheek, this weird voice
   a mistry night where my lute cries
  
   This distant sounds they flee from me
   conceil my dread, black nebula
   I may observe the pouring rain
   perpetual wind they groan...
  
   Irresolute they blow asleep
   the curse the torch-lights scare
   they bring along the hoaring chimes
   timidity sneers in your face
  
   Extinguish the submissive light
   shining through the exit of obscurity
   I light the frozen fervor with my breath
   nourishing the ancient fire
   shettered in the lonely, tepid sphere
   percipice into afflication
   I'm walking through unvisible gates
   taking up the burden of ferocity
   the twilight atones for cries
   warm sunbeams take refuge
   I roam through the meadow
   I search the execrable dawn
   I ravere the fersome side
   crown of thorns adorn my soul
  
   Words we sow and cries we reap
   cold will bloom, but will it pass...