A gifted light shines on him Let the sun burn the world Who cannot see his changes? The blood drips down my palms Can you see a change in me? Can you repeat the anger of defeat? Leave me I feel the blood consuming me Translations distorted Enraged by rage to the point of red Feeble beings are not my equal And no one is wiser than he The changes are reoccurring Pointless changes that drive me mad I am losing what I thought was uncontrolled Bleed before me Lay in the midst of sin And die trying to live.