Alas! The girlH
as come to passHer 
flesh now cold to touchSee 
the man in backHis eye
s turned blackI'll miss her v
ery much, says heI'll miss he
r very muchDoesn't she
 seeI heard them ple
aThe number of hearts she has bro
kenAye, said I
And began to cryA
t the sound of the voice that had spoken
Why did she die
The masses cried
Why did she die, oh why?
The hand that took her was her own
We heard the grieving usher groan
It is not this place she chose to roam
She simply chose not to roam

Questions swirled around that room
Harrowed voices drenched in doom
And the man who spoke
Spoke indignantly
Indeed he chattered incessantly
The truth I speak is truth I swear
Though it is hard news to bear
She died of you, and she died of me
She died of loneliness, said he
She died of loneliness, said he

ú ú ù ù ù ù ú ú

Thanatos
<Nitro>