Ran ran high flee the life
Life of an unknown child lose her life
Fly fly roll from the life
The people high people want to have my life

Kill kill soaked in the kill
I rather get me wet then let them own me kill
Roll roll through water drink the kill
Save me hurt me cry me I'm sick of the kill

Fall fall down from up the hill
She friend then all them they push me from the hill
Cry cry alone bottom of the hill
Why was I running if they push me down the hill

Lost me name lost me home
Who am I where I go
Why the cry let me fly
Fly away from the life


-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Phaestian, in the year 319 AF.