• You were there, before those vicious talons
    Of immortal power ripped you from me; before
    The everlasting pain of her presence pursued upon
    You as if you were some free beast finding the cruel
    Harsh reality of captivity. So I ask you,
    Where are you now?

    May it be that if I looked in the cage of the wicked
    Possessor that I'd find a hollow shell of the depressed man,
    One that you were so free from before; one that eluded your
    essence when you were of utmost vitality to me? So I ask you,
    Where are you now?

    Perhaps there is no reminiscence of rejuvenating memories
    In your mind, like I can so find staring into the depths of the cruel
    Past; like it was so distant as the galaxy of neighboring stature to ours.
    Perhaps you know your enslaved still trying to find the remedy to my pain
    So I ask you, Where are you now?

    No cruelty such as yours is forgotten, mind you, and as I age my
    Withering body, my corrupt brain grows past your manipulation once instilled.
    I know where you are, in the hands of the Almighty, for He
    Is the only one who sees the end. So I ask you, rather,
    Where will you be?