As the lonely walk through the Desert Plains
Their hearts sing a song of their Pains
For the Length of the eternal Night
And without an end to the Crusade in Sight

Their Hearts wither and die of Desolation
For they suffer eternal Isolation
And a Heartache spawned to those without Love
For they are what society is determined to Dispose Of.

Their souls Decayed and Hollow Inside
For they have no place for the pain to Confide
Trapped in an Eternal Darkness of Loveless Night
WIth no Heart to show theirs the Light

Trapped deep in the Darkest Dungeon and Coldest Cave
With nothing but loneliness to see them to the Grave
Stuck in an Eternal Night
No End to the Hearts Crusade in Sight.