Echo overheard resound unending mortuary volume ne’er cease us strain in life release my brokenbodied wife on shining surface, dance fervent, thine recant or yet remit the stain of blood expelled of jealous pain exact what price to quell the quaking of the flesh I sell so long, and long away we’ll reach a final better day where none remains to say and life in wane an old spent lume a word once whispered in the vacant tomb