Sunday,Mar 25 2007, 01:52:50 PMSilence

Here reigns a silence,quiet like the grave,

here lies no hope, no dreams, neither joy nor pain,

here is a curse,

words written on the wall with blood and wine,

here is a song,

that has been played a thousand times,

a sombre tune ,

known only to the dead, a macabre melody that reminds us of the night,

and when we lie, alone and cold, the fallen angels sing it,

play it with black violins of bone,

and then we leave this carcass...

and we breathe no more.

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