For me  For the pain I've seen  Tears, the lust of grief  I reveal myself  This means  There's no hope for me  Elements of sorrow  Life's none!  The mind seems calm  Body starts to harm  Weep, a good ability  Lachrimatory  Lost in numb  No sorry for my pain  Pain a fatal injection  Of my history  Sad is my memory, me and grief float in ebony  Sad is my memory, my destiny lies in ebony  Sad is my melody, but it's meant to be a threnody.