Misery steps forth cold and withered
"All bow to the comming of life"The wind seemed to scream
Misery's hand is trembling
Misery's eyes are wide
"All bow to the comming of Death"The wind seemed to shout once more
Misery sighs and Misery walks
Misery stalks and Misery calls
"All bow to the rebirth"The wind seemed to voice for miles and miles
Misery shook it's head and lead me down.
Misery very much indeed, needs company

I'll keep you company, Misery.