I burn within.
But outwardly am cold.
Nothing remains inside.
Just ash and ice.

A cold flame washes over me.
Cleansing, purifying.
I drop to my knees,
In nothing but awe.

What is this?
What is this power that fills me?
The strength of a dozen comes.
The wisdom of 20 brains comes.

But with all this power,
I am at a loss at what to do.
My life feels meaningless.
And I am wandering.

Lost I am.
I am lost.
In the abyss, surrounded by cold dark walls.
No light comes, no sound reaches my ears.

Rescue me.
Leave me.
Kill me.
Burn me.

Watch as I crumble.
Watch as I turn to dust.
Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.

My soul is no more.
My life is gone.
No more am I here.
No more of me will you see.