You don't know it, but sometimes I look down from my high mountain and awe at the crystalline glow that covers the land with a most effervescent beauty. Alas, such beauty forever out of my reach! I have tried to walk through your eternal maze, yet darkness and confusion becomes my destination. The gentle breeze plays tricks upon my cheek, sending shivers of joy and longing throughout my core. Then, riding upon a black chariot, your shadow rips away all hope.
I will remain forever atop this horrid mountain! This revolting, melancholic chain will forever bind me. In the sweetest of crescendos I will call your name, and with swift wings each word will fly into oblivion. You will never know. - Kami-