d**h sailed these waters black Ahead the sombre troops of creeping doom With plagues poised to attack And trailing fetid, morbid stench of tombs Dark omens in the fog – a cuckoo's voice cut violently short... The scythe of vengeance struck; Deep sleep engulfed the land forevermore
A lonesome bird remained Its wings all worn and cruelly broken bones Afloat, with silenced heart And songs unsung – eternally unknown Tomorrow's snow will hide And endless night embed your brief remains One day new light may well Ignite the night with mysteries arcane