• My betrothal was to death

  My ailment borne in credence

  Coerced into immolation

  Inebriated by my ambition  

   

  Plagued is my affection

  And dead is my spirit

  I dream the years by

  And I lament my decency  

   

  The curse was my culture

  And my adversary the antidote

  Morality has been tainted

  In death it would subside  

   

  Catatonic my existence

  But aged is my lore

  I'm unable to sympathize

  In my search for oportet  

   

  Righteous was my cause

  And deceitful was my manner

  I became an anchorite 

  Void of panacea  

   

  Boundless is my insomnia

  And algid is my blood

  One day I'll forget you

  And on that day I'll sleep again

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