Hitherto lies a danger…a danger in thyself I am full of ignorance…and pity in myself An architect of my own fate…it breedeth only hate…where the wall and cell they meet me here…I’m shackled by thy gate…No one hears a sound around…but tears that runneth down…Alone I lie eternally…I suffer til I drown…While the echo of my arrogance…it holds me to the ground…I look…I see…so easily…the creature that is bound…He looks a lot like me I’d say…I think I’ve found the hound