Craving to be unleashed
A hideous monster beneath...

In this troubled life
Of crying nights...

Climbing inner mountains
Viewing mystic sights...

The wind is whispering words
To contemplate my needs...

Little did I know
Suffering from shame...

Here in front
Of you I stand...

Softly caressed
My newlywed bride...

Take these clouds
Out of my head...

In front of you an embittered man
I stand alone, left behind...

In the mirror of time, I see
A man of past, and child to be...

I’m begging you
Not to cry...

As I daydream about
My own inquisition...