Ossian compositions Sad reflections
Gray observations Apocalyptic realities
Here seated In this frozen ground
Staring at your image Impressed in your marble
I'm wondering what you have found
there my dear human gone I'm asking
myself why you are there grieviously
forever gone
And when you left us all In life's hands
The sky's clouds Turned to black
The azure oceans And the mighty Alps
Are still there To remember us
We are still separate We are still mortals
We are still nothing We are still lost
