Take me home, please, I became overtired

With these false visions shown to me

A monastery on the coastline, I saw

Lined up against a wall, waiting to take a drink

From the well that feeds the lost souls.

 

Sick of the flies on the wall, they crawled

Over my skin, feeding on my own weakness

They left me naked against the drainpipe

The stone was built over me, covering

A new day dawned, I became new again.

 

They gave me shelter and rich fruits

Helped me survive for a week and more

Took me in and dressed me up, and then left me

Hanging there, on the corroded hook, hanging

Above the precipice, the restless sea waiting beneath.