In the void so black, I hear a cry.
I seek its source, that help it I might,
But I only find the dark of night.
I stumble about, groping for light.
Again comes the cry, clearly, "die, die."
This foul note grips me, and chills my bones.
It shatters all thought, burns my belly,
My nerves to stone, my knees to jelly,
Ignores my screams, it swallows my moans.
I stumble into burning white light,
And squeeze fast mine eyes, scoop it in hand.
I lunge once more into the darkness,
Toss a spray of light greaming lustrous.
The dark night shatters - green grows the land.