Left in solitary.

What shall I long for?

Lost in my head.

Whom shall I long for?

Death appears to be approaching.

Where shall I run for? 

Life becomes useless.

Why must I live for?

In the valley amongst the shadows, and the theives of night.

All I need to escape is him. 

He who creates.

He who loves.

He who gives mercy.

He who died.

He who is jealous of such a mere creature as myself.

My God My God 

He is all I need.