As I lay peacfully, br on my porch looking, br at the dark, gloomy sky, br Cryinfg which is, its heart out. br br Pondering I am, br Pain what is it, that br Causeth thee, to lose control, br Shed unstopped, so much tears. br br Thou art still, our Hero, br For 'tis only the martyr, br who brings joy, to the vain, br Although consumed, by his own pain.