And I, my heart so bitterly was broken,

by the lifeless branches of a tree long rotten,

And the winds did come from the east,

And the sun did shine upon that horizon,

And the moon did reveal itself from the opaque

skies and my heart has taken needle and string,

and sown its pieces from shreds,

And there I am, beneath the cruel moonlight,

beneath your taunting gaze, reminding

my ameliorate heart from the dreams stolen,

for I've been lost as a muse and have been found

a woman, in this deceiving maze I stand, from this

cowardly maze I escape.