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…