I the wanderer,

You the thief

Stole my joy, my

Soul, my sleep.

Rest to the weary?

For me there's none.

I see it clearly,

The ill you've done.

I was once laden

With friends so true,

But now they've faded

All after you.

Who shall I turn to?

What shall I gain?

Shall this dark sorrow

Be all in vain?

We once were brothers,

Would we never end.

No longer I long for

You, twisted friend.