Death wears my robe,
My last breath left the
Banish the bird's voice,
his singing fell silent,
because the heartbeat's stopped
the rhythm which arose from the nature,
The eagle carries my soul
to the Holy Grail,
have a drink of forgiveness.
ghostly will closes the portal,
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Published on e-Stories.org on 05.05.2018.