My silent spirit goes
Do all my torments bestow
No restful cares below.
For I am plagued with strife-
Within the shadows and the light-
Where all your pains are eased
A comfort I do not know.
While I in grief
No visions of relief
What sorrow I do feel
Surpassing all that is real.
And to my sorrows near
An element of fear
Climbs into my heart
My unknown to start.
Soon I fall into a part
Of Death-
That cannot lead to rest.
A fitful maze
I climb anew
And cheerful notes
Are but few.
Time brings a tolling knell
Around this terrible thing I tell
When all is lost I see
A soulful place to be.
O hear my call!
O see my fate
With darkened memories I will wait
For me to fall
Into Death's wiley charms.
While I in grief
My silent spirit goes
Do all my torments bestow
No restful cares below.
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