I hate the dark, but fear the Moon.
Born in dread, ever to cower
In the shadow of the Tower.
The darkness always ends too soon.
I hate the dark, but fear the Sun.
I love none, I hate all others;
None so loathed as my brothers,
And they all hate me, every one.
I hate the dark, and fear the Light.
Life is pain through all my years,
And custom never dulls my fears.
I sleep in terror, out of sight.
My Master calls and I obey,
I hate my Master, every day.