Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain
Only my own words return

Nobody's up there
It's a deception


I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body

And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly

How can they found me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking

Anticipating
The call of the black hooded crow


I'm

Here in this prison

Of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero

But there's no worship
Where have they hidden my throne


I'm