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Hanged since the dawn amid the dark trees

At dusk a presence spat upon the face appears

Come life or death, told the one on the tree

Not a word was spoken, a surprise of fear



The creature raised up and stared with sightlessness in the eyes

A faceless, slow and stiff, with purple lips

Stood still like a statue carved of marble stone

Till the one laid the clammy hand on the shoulder bone

Then shrieked like a soul in hell, spreading its blood like a spell

Although the joints and legs creaking in unwonted task

The once man came with a face like a mummy's mask

For the great fear of death its life was blown out as a lamp

Writhed in a horrid grin, like a devils face

For stronger than death are the flames of a man's hate

A frightening horror was revealed, in the damp of the melting field

Where a ghastly thing beholds the coming of the human chills

With pleasure in the loss, unwept and not seen

Swift flew and gripping to the frozen plain

Although the sun was shedding its glow

Blowing away the heaviest and purest snow

Mourned the thing forever in the hideous form

While the awful storm prowled and frozen the lifeless corpse

Far in desolation, sailing distant seas, away I strayed, where the water is flowing free

To the same scene, of the lost yesterday, not a strange, to my tortured eye´s gaze