If I fall tonight, I fall alone.
Deep frazzle in plains of pains,
I will dive.

I'll err no men nor boy
No Kindred nor kind.

I'll err, oh I err all that I know.

I've known many themes,
Yet none I've own.

Of love and of joy, these were never my tone.
I've breath a still like life in a tone.

Deep doubting and troubled,

And scouted by lone.