A lament, gently passes by
its mournful kiss ignites the pain
the mist playfully caresses me
like a child lost in paradise
to this place I am forever bound
In my weary heart I remember
I am the gravekeeper
the saddest of lullabies
In this place where gods die
The fettering visions of empty skies
The falling ashes touches my shoulders
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