Wolves howl danger in my hear
Ringing clear, drawing near
For the pain and for the fear

I cannot stop.

To remain is to kindle fire
Burning flame, rise ever higher
Call me wretched, name me liar

I cannot stop.

Though panic strikes me fair
And I feign a lack of care
There is suddenly no air

I cannot stop.

Left to ponder and to pine
After dream, never mine
Cursing the slow pass of time

I cannot stop.

Now I roil and I ache
With a want of no good slake
Pray for me, for pity’s sake

I cannot stop.

Heart beating ever faster
In the wake of such disaster
Impulsive always of no master

I cannot stop.

Through my suffering and my keening
There leaves no other answer seeming
Without you there is no meaning

I cannot stop.