Turn what may
As time takes to flight.
Happy by day,
Dead by night.
I implore you,
Stab that knife
My heart through.
I must die.
It is that I am alone,
It is that I have no might,
Leave me to silently moan.
I am Dead by night.
I beg of you all,
Let go of me
And let me fall.
I must die.
I must die.
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