When your heart seizes in fear
When you cast your eyes about
When you're hope is gone and found nowhere
When your time has all run out
And you wail and lament and weep
At the smoldering ashen heap
Of everything you once held dear
And all comfort and pleasure has left you, bare
And miserable, enemies everywhere:
Aloft like a vengful god i will stare
From atop the mound of your greatest despair
When you wonder who has left you
In such a state of awful fear
Cast your wretched eyes atop the crest
Of said grey, dusty knoll
And see me, victorious, standing there
I curse you
May you feel my hate
May it be all you are left to know