Phantom wood
Caskets open
We crawled here to see you
To mourn with the woods
To hide your remains
To mourn with the woods
To hide your remains
Skin behind grey curtains
Fingers resemble death
Old obelisk of knowledge
Hair of slithering maggots
Slowly rotting your arms
No life in your eyes
Every night bird cries
Sleep 'til death
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