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A passerine song echoes through the silence of this tomb

A solitary sparrow’s cry in the depths of infinite despondency

Their cries carry on through the distance

Torn and desperate

They are forsaken, they are forsaken

By the sun

A passerine song echoes through the silence of this tomb

Their cries carry on through the distance

Torn and desperate

They are forsaken, they are forsaken

By the sun

Their souls fly away

As lost, fragmented dreams

Carried through the clouds

Of blackbirds on the horizon

Amidst this world of loss

Of hatred and disease

Songs lost to the aether

Songs lost to weary ears

On wings of sorrow

Plummeting to oblivion

Deathsong’s sweet release

As birds fall to the nether