Autumn reveals his countenance foliage ornaments the floor with piles mourning death and grief under every leaf deep within this cursed forest her heart cries in vain
all sanity went to rack and ruin under the burden of raging insomnia so heinous the sight but not larger delight could take possession of her cruel tormented heart
Oh, yearning so cruel thou art and no one can see the tragic moments coming the art of loneliness is hard to learn and certainty hurts more than any hell can those who reveal their pain are haunted forever and so her tragedy came
at last exhumed nuptial night, necromantic night the stench jabs treacly from his livid skin for the sake of him she desecrated her purity with sin cleansing the orbs from the veil of grave earth an agitation grotesque rotting limbs claim for her in ecstasy of sexual magic they merged flesh in flesh far beyond desire lovers lit the last life blaze
and as the morn unveiled this rape of virtue they kissed goodbye a tear born in her eyes died on shivering lips but no grace she would expect from the valets of lies
flames so sacred and divine curl up towards the sky to light their faces and far beyond the crowd a rotting soul awakens in fear
doomed to exist amongst the dead
and I wish thee here my bride deep inside my soil I rot and hide and I beg the rain to wash thy ashes down yon the limetrees where we lost and found we found lucid passion and we kissed in sin our lust burned from within but was oh so forbidden and therefore oh so sad