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