Sea of chaos, electric mist A dark sky calling, a cloud of dust Boiling magma, darkified A veil of liquid, transparent dreams I stand a lone among this chaos A grain of eternal sand I scream for others but find myself alone There is no comfort on this planet I dream I drift alone From the sky like lightning bolts A hand of ice my only hope Sinking quickly, I am alone I cannot breath - my sight grows dim [by Ray Wells]
