The wild winds weep across
The darkened seas that night.
And in the flashes of the beacon
Her sweeping bones come into light.

The horns of the summer grew silent
Into the darkness flew the day.
Only the ravens circle in sorrow
Above her throne down in the spray.

Each day he wrote her letters
But she sent the letters back
And by the stench of withered roses
He wrapped her spine into a sack.

The raging seas sung her last love-song
Of burning passions she denies
And of the riddle of the waters
And of the sands where she now lies.

Lonely in the wind
Black thoughts dwell in hopeless slumber
While the thunderstorm keeps raging
All across the bleaching fields.

It sings loud of lovelorn summers
With frozen roses in its hands
And as the clouds shiver in laughter
He saw the riddle of the sands.

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