He was buried
In the catacomb
And only the dark
Have remembered him
Haven didn't want
To believe in pain
That's forever squeezed
Through papyrus calls
Resembling the kings animals he served
Accusing words were uttered
Black seconds of voyage
He spends on tears of rust
And the lust still unfading
And ferrible uncertainty
Black seconds and the lust
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