Under a serene sky, Earth covers your gentle form In verdant fields Soul is reft of body. To my head, I raise a wreath of white flowers and cry \"Unhappiness.\" My mournful valediction I drink deep into your soul...
Killed with hate, You died with love...
Dreamless sleeper, your face the grave will change, your blood poured like your saviours I drink the midnight hymn.
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