Dark is the heart that is broken apart,
The shards have split and can never reknit,
In these pits of cruelty, foolery and wit,
Night restrains light, rebuilds fight within it;
Iron and mortar and stones made of bones,
Shadows and barrows surrounded in snow,
Ice coats the vices and chains restrain hope,
Darkness has deepened a ring made of rope;
Broken is the heart that is left to rebuild,
Lacking in nothing but direction and will,
Forges won't light in this pit that is hell,
Repairs are forgotten inside of this cell.