It is as dark as in the grave. Icy water is burning down my throat, splintering my ribs, and my ears are filled with a sound like a demon howling... howling and howling.
But still... oh, I can hear your voice... my love... I still can hear you!
I want to drag myself out of the darkness. I am crowling weeping muddy tears.
I know I am tortured in the blackness and here is no escape for me, my love...
How pathetic I am now...
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