No word! Let pass your tiny lips
Lassitude to cage has bedimmed
An eve of feculent dark coven
Bow over coffin you lament
Your bitter tears fall on his face
No paler rose will grow on grave
"Be silent!" pass his lips
"Don't dare to awaken me!"
"In this remorseless age I lived
inhaling violent, disgraceful seed
to be succumbed to breath of death
to leave the things I'd never left"
"And now aloof, no live, no feel
Can't even taste Thy tears to thrill
I'm alone a stone to be
On my grave with these words for Thee..."
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