Black painted hearse idles slowly
Procession follows at a morbid pace
The
Floods of tears oppose your beauty
Condoling this love which lay
My candle burns through
As I awaken from my astralic dreams
Seems
The voice of a choir, echoes unto me
With resplendence, a
It was and shall ever remain
As distant as the stars
For
Sensations of immaculate thought
Dwell once more within
The mountains lower heav
Sometimes I feel, long ago life took the last breath
You shall be cast down
Before even dreams were dreamt of
There
When the watesr cover the earth once more
And the great
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