The song of regret
Sung in dead silence,
the reverberating music
of the tribal flute.
And murmurs and chores
Of the still Undead
All conspired to deprive him a final pray.
(But) he wished not
Re-live the torment
And die another day.
The song of regret
Sung in dead silence,
the reverberating music
of the tribal flute.
And murmurs and chores
Of the still Undead
All conspired to deprive him a final pray.
(But) he wished not
Re-live the torment
And die another day.
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