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Fled stealthy from the fauces of the forest

From the Marrow forest ravenous of souls.

From the Marrow

Way of grass and sludge

proceed toward to the stone

My steps weigh, as weigh my crimes

pain or hatred. pain or hatred

Standstill on the suicide stone

Bathed in the fire of twilight

I jumped into the darkness

Then my misery ceased.

I died in a sky clad in flames

Birds of burned wings

Cried my departure.

I closed my eyes to see the light across.

And the fire of the twilight accompanied me

In the cold Water Stone Tomb

The fire twilight refuge me in his arms under Hell.