All alone

Inside my cell

Outside the mountain

Bursts out fires of hell

On the floor

Lies my former

Lucky Cyrius

In the corner

Her leg bled

Like a gurgling crater

Full of magma

Which would solidify later

Inside me the volcano is dormant

And I shall never get any reinforcements

Nobody will ever love me again

Nobody will ever see me the same again

I’m just a criminal now.

Lucky, I’m so sorry.

• Jason Strange