A broken memory, a scattered dream,your soul is tainted by longing.For
you smile on your body,but your heart cries for salvation,where are you
going child?I want you to learn.A crooked song,a crackled voice,your
mind is plagued by fear.Are things not worth the time,is the lesson too
wrong to sit through?D0n't run away, child.You're going to learn.You're
going to learn what pain does to the mind,you're going to learn,why we
can't be forgotten.You're going to learnOr in the Gods' names,you're
going to die.Do you admit,that you were wrong?Do you admit,that you were
scared?Do you admit,that you were a fool?Speak, speak now.Speak faster,
you are under my power,speak louder,I am your mind and your heart,speak
for all to hear,and let them knowthe shame that you bear.I am your
torment,I am your freedom,sit now or die,but maybe that's what you
want?Where are you going,what are you doing?Why must I fade?I will
forever corrupt you,you can't run away,I will forever torment you,you
can't run away,wait where are you going,wait I must know,what did you
learn?Or was there nothing at all?

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Aeguary, in the year 601 AF.