Veiled in sunwept kisses; sullen, weak; you smiled... "You must bid me gone, love"
- frailty-wracked you cried... Still upon your d**hbed, your hand I held in
Mine... Caressed with woe your flaxen hair; felt your last, aspirant sigh ...
Goodbye... No flights of angels bring you to your rest... Travailed in sickness -
In d**h enrapt and blessed... Now nothing remains of your life, your time has
Pa**ed... Your anguish, your demise, your promise of rebirth... Solemn incantation
Nor frenzied evocation... Did halt not your soul's apostasy... La**itude upon me...
This lurid trial awaits me... I live on in wanton futility... And yet in my dreams
Now... I arise and follow you... The veil of eternity rends... And you are whole
Again... For there is no cancer... Nor lamenting depth of grave... That separates
Us anymore... In d**h... We are One...