But I'm Already Dead,
I Am The Unknown.
The Last Of The Mourners
As I Sit Here Alone.
Waiting So Patiently
No One Thinks To Question Me.
What Do I Wait For?
Why Do I Stay?
The Answer Is Simple,
The End Of The Day.
For When The Moon Rises,
My Love Shall Rise Too.
From His Coffin Beneath Me,
His Skin Lovely Blue.
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