Hurl my ancient cries into the sky!
Into the sky!
The arrows rain
On sorely needed sheafs of life
Under the red lines
Under the laws of Haelegen's wings and claws
Beating and grasping at
Hair that I pulled back
Plans that I made for yesterday's world
Before I knew the truth
Before I grew

My blood is broken
The sacs line up to take my life
Under the dead lights
Under the laws of Haelegеn's wings and claws
Flailing and clutching at
Hair that I grew back
Plans that I made when yеsterday's God
Controlled the facts