• Cursed
    Estranged
    Left alone

    Tranquil
    Overcast
    Horror's done

    No life
    Nor feeling
    Left inside

    Lack wealth
    Lack dread
    To what has tied

    Ill timed
    Ill spent
    In nevermore

    Crude skill
    Confess
    Not done before

    Black
    And bleak
    And wondrous so

    Going
    Gone
    To wear and woe