why all things wwashed out for i didn't know where I'm now some feet below these was no one tear for my unrested life and I will not be appear no need to strive
why all mirrors curtained? why all covered with dust? there is a cold uncertain Did I left my body past?
All nine days along I will be here dwell in the house of deepest woe untill saying Farewell...for me
nothing can be changed why do I still believe? faceless portraits hanged in the house of deepest grief
All nine days along I will be here dwell in the house of deepest woe untill saying farewell...for me