There you are, standing Under the naked tree
Trying to talk to, trying to reach me...

In your name and in my pride I'll not long for...
And for the sake of honour not succumb to tempting...

I know I’m ugly,
That it’s true I’ll never...

Beauty that ever glows,
Where is it you now haunt...

Can I find something to which you compare?
That this beauty and passion can’t...

Once again the night has come,
To rob me of my sleep...

I am one of those that do not sleep,
Instead I sit at my wooden desk awake...

Stark night, full moon and loneliness
Through my window the night bleeds...

I swear as I sit here writing this now
Your standing behind me watching with eyes slowly...

Darkness riddled curtain vines of the horizon,
Are drowsily, lazily moving with the wind's sway...

“Oh rebel without a cause!”
You wander aimlessly, pointless destruction lying...

Words wobbling from forefather jowels,
All alpha-males, of course...