Fire, terror, destroys my home and plunders
A dark shadow, dark lover, pulls me under
I was happy, then I was lost
I was glorious, then I was rot
Regrets are my friends
I remember the bitter end
I carry on these long months
I feel despair, can I have it my way for once?
My house is crumbled, my crafts are stolen
All I have built up has been torn down, fallen
In need of power, ring of flounder
All I have built up is nothing but ground powder
