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I howl my pain dirge of agony Throes strained sense awareness Aque rides my body on down a beaten path Days spill into one Bleary hours melt I yield yet no avvail Spasms whip me further torn by a fever ravished without death "Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghostwhile memory holds a seatIn this deistracted globe." - Hamlet And in this river I'll drown By this cold river I lay Spitting entreatiesin servile breath And in this river I'll be undone I hear the billows through stranger thoughts though stricken I aspire to drown Driven to greet death trailing to the waters edge Letras de cancionesI heave myself below the waves And cold water fills me Seamless, without end I blend from transience Away from strain in swaying light I flow with the tides to expanse of the ocean floor in languid haze I drift Sonorous through halls echoes the ageless soliloquy of the sea ancient beyond time I travel untold vistae with lifeless eyes From Letras Mania