DEATHS CRIMSON STAIN INNOCENCE DOOMED
HAPPINESS AND JOY KILLED BY FATE
HEART AND SOUL BEHIND CAST IRON GATES
FROZEN IN PLACE BY ALL THAT WAS LOST
MY SELF DEVOURED SUCH A HEAVY COST
I CAN SEE NO HOPE HEAR NARY A SOUND
TRAPPED AS I AM IN THIS BURIAL MOUND
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