Alas, my story is beginning, the words are not spoken;
Though new darkness comes, and much light is now broken,
Here in this cellar, I stand at the door waiting....
Here in this cellar, I stand guard for your craving.
We bring ourselves to ruin over the simplest things in our lives,
just a little bit more money, or an even better ride;
Many would not stop to think about taking what they'd like,
Another game system? Maybe, how 'bo [...]