Lies that fly by night and the plagues that stalks by day
Has overwhelmed and consumed my way…
The plight that takes flight at noon has too soon struck
Down my spirit as I inherit the wind…
Deadly pestilence that creeps in morning with no warning
Has filled the hole in my very soul…
And am I undone now with none to save as the thousands
Heed the call to bring my battle fall?
Even my very children have turned their backs for lack
Of love as they cover their own shame;
And who’s to blame that the enemy came to man so lame?
My strength has dissipated into the air…
And is this fair that no one seems to care to help bear
My cursed burden that brings me low below?