A subject to question, a will to be lost,
the animation of life, ceased by the frost,
A well to dig, a cliff to climb,
every step getting harder, the soul doesn’t rhyme,
I hath oh had the will to carry,
It all made sense, not now, I just worry,
Rene, seeketh, all chaff, no glory,
all just seethe, it’s the end of story…