A night of black wood

These breaths, 

These the final breaths of the moon

Fate creating cursive tides

Swimming in a finishing tune 

Before the fatal lightning struck

Killing you where you had stood

The day that you woke up

In a night of black wood 

There in front of you,  your own coffin 

The moon above still laughing

As ye lay still in memory

In a night of death filled gory

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These breaths,

Choking from deep beneath 

A handsome profit here rests 

Extracted from gold filled teeth

Taken early from this earth

Into a pyramid of perfect proportion 

These last days of myrth 

As your own final creation 

There in front of you,  your coffin 

The moon above still laughing

As ye lay still in memory

In a night of death filled gory

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He that enters his last voyage

Walking inside alone 

Taking this final leverage

Back into his final home 

Aside a candle dim lit

Writing out a eulogy

Ensuring that every word does fit

Taking into account an immunity 

There in front of you,  your coffin 

The moon above still laughing

As ye lay still in memory

In a night of death filled gory