You are so ready to help others Escape their dark labyrinths, Only to be abandoned On a lonely island, Where you wait To fall into the arms Of yet another drunken sot.
Daughter of a cruel king, High Priestess Caressed by sacred snakes, You gave all this away To follow a man Who promised you everything, Then used you heartlessly. Now another approaches, Will he give you what you want?
No! You must recover your lost snakes, Your mysteries and power, Begin to believe again In your sacred rites, Re-build your temple On your solitary island. It may seem bleak, But it is yours. Do not give it away yet again.