To us to sad attendants of a pain.
There is no place in this world.
To us to admirers of vampires.
There is no sun there is only a moon.
Remember about death.

To us sleeping in dreams plaited from darkness
There is no rescue.
To us savouring expectation of death.
There is no paradise there is only a hell.
We remember about death.

To us whose hair of color of a wing of a raven.
There is no sense to live.
To us to children of grief and eternal mourning.
There is no light there is only a darkness.
The death remembers about us.
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