Why do I suffer the lack of kindred spirits

Why was I made to behold life bare

No shade to conceal the day’s shame; no mist to cloak the night’s regrets

Only the elegant truth as my devoted companion confined in bittersweet memories

So then, when returns my family that I may renew alliance and bonds so bold

that I may finally savour the pleasure of loves creator and bask in the comfort of the roses from whence wisdom blooms

Dare I commune with them where dreams bathe in Heavens glow

Release me from this den of wrath and rage

Where there is no recognition of neither beauty nor light

Where malicious hands do partake of other worldly effects

and lips do speak that of sweet devilment

In the shadows do I remain faithfully with heavy heart, chaste and remorseful

patiently remaining for the hour of redemption and the deliverance from distress

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi