Joy is such a thing I can describe
The way you touch me...

It was the year 1243
The year I was adopted...

A white tigers all-prowling for their prey
Hungry as they can be...

It’s a long dark ally that you all stand in
Right here with me...

I’m screaming and crying in this time of day
Where everything is fading away...

When I cry I cry out in Fear
When I die I don’t want your tears...