I died so many times in empathy, br Cried so many rhymes in sympathy, br Dreaming out the horrors in the dark – br Imbibing all the agony. Embark br I must, on travels out from gentle home – br A flagellating path; a track to roam: br br I am to Hell to go, to ruin, aflamed, br And there, in queerest irony, be framed br In curse: what all on dubious earth have done: br The race to kill our planet has begun.