I am wandering in a Fog;

Lost in lonely contemplation,

On my own and terrified

And looking in desperation

For a single sign, a way to free

My mind from desolation

Searching, begging for a kindly soul

To be my sole salvation.


Help me! Someone save me from

This wanton deprivation!

I fear the Fog is closing in –

A terrible sensation!

And as it comes, it slowly steals

My shattered soul's elation,

And I vainly cry for freedom from

This slow and cruel starvation...


And soon enough, I'm lost again;

So lost in lamentation…