A dark cloud surrounds me
And everywhere I turn
I see the Face of Death
Gently smiling
But inviting me not...
Tempestuous storms rage within
And I feel my soul slowly sinking
Into despair.
And even the rope of light
That You shine
Eases not my plight.
A fire blazes in my head
Torturing me.
Though you see not
I tell you, now,
I live, yet,
I feel as if my soul is dead"
