Why do I suffer the lack of kindred spirits
Why was I made to behold life bare
No shade to conceal the day’s shame; no mist to cloak the night’s regrets
Only the elegant truth as my devoted companion confined in bittersweet memories
So then, when returns my family that I may renew alliance and bonds so bold
that I may finally savour the pleasure of loves creator and bask in the comfort of the roses from whence wisdom blooms
Dare I commune with them where dreams bathe in Heavens glow
Release me from this den of wrath and rage
Where there is no recognition of neither beauty nor light
Where malicious hands do partake of other worldly effects
and lips do speak that of sweet devilment
In the shadows do I remain faithfully with heavy heart, chaste and remorseful
patiently remaining for the hour of redemption and the deliverance from distress
Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi 
