Imago Mortis
Oh, that lady in black,
I have seen her outside.
The winged snake carries her
And capuchon hides her eyes.
And the rain that used to bring the sleep
Brought the poison in its breathe.
From the horizon the death appears
The four horsemen show themselves.
Dear, don't open the door,
Don't even make slightest noise.
Don't bother a creaking floor,
Haven't you heard knock and voice?..
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