Oh cruel me, how could you have forgotten,
What have you used to be once you were still not rotten,
When colors were full, the sun has shown out of the blue,
When everywhere were dragons,… all of them against you

Oh cheaty me, how could you have forsaken,
What have you used to be once you were not meant to be breaking,
When wind has whispered ancient spells into your ears,
When all mud covered, you were still the greatest of the heroes