After so many years of loneliness
It's so natural to be alone
Cozy nesting atop my onlyness
Like on some kinda sensible throne
Once again, no direction, no clear sign:
Isn't it what I always fought for?
But somehow I still wish for a guardian,
As if doubting my force and my lore
Now the day is my time to explore the world
And the night will be my chance to cure
I'll find out what is out there in the cold
And try not to let down and be lured