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A grave to shade the frozen day

In cold desertion with shallow names

A soul born dead and cast unto flames

In shameless play to retrieve her way

A frost so pale in softened rain

In casted stone not chisled away

A virtue without lustre in clay

In graven silence and darkened pain

A forgotten stream by an unknown grave

In gifted silence a name betrayed

A barren dream asleep in hate

In mourning dreams denied in rage

A flight of woes in sickness reign

In darkness shunned of mortal saves

A hinded sight such wretched craves

In forlorn lust she sat in grace

A burden onto Hell's dark path

The frost of life in darkness sat

A heart of dust, a soul of lack

The sombre danse from which she laughed

A fallen god to ice so black

The deamon sighs in fractured glass

A silhouette of flame so vast

The eyes of felled Death stared back

A sigh from which thy life attacked

The dead declared offsane impasse

A season of the unknown craft

The plague from which thy death begat

A frightened earth with molten cracks

The stillness of the fire's cast

A fortune of the broken mask

The face upon defiantly smashed