The Heart is torn, and lifeblood drains, The jungle weeps, and nature wanes. The air grows thick, the sun grows cold, A shadow falls, where life was bold. A withering comes, a blight so dark, Where verdant life, no more will spark. The earth will crack, the rivers dry, And creatures great, and small, will die. Only courage, wild and true, Can find new hope, and bring the new.