The rain comes with my sorrow, thunder and lightning too
My nightmares wake to haunt you
But my dreams make nothing I want true
Its seems they simply want to taunt me anew
What good is any power?
What good can a Goddess do?
What use could any magic be to me
If I cannot use it to save you?
My anger scatters the stars in the shaking sky
The world threatens to unravel when I cry
But nothing happens at all when I call out "why?"
It seems there is little I can not see, conjure or do
But I remain cluess, hopeless and powerless to save you