Standing still I walk the grounds
the deep thick fog such eerie sounds
my knees they shake my breath is thick
thy motes steam cuts me to the quick
What thou want from me in shaking speak
Thy enter swift
thy wants my soul
get thee behind me
thy spirits bold
Tis me father coming to me my face
my mind remembers the day erased
he beat me so this spoiled child
Go away, so sorry soul
I run away, thy story told