I saw you softly evanescing,
Into Valhalla's halls ascending,
But dead and scarred in Death.
Swinging on the Rhein, our Father
In a drakkar, disappearing from the
Perturbances of our living
I saw your burning, flaming fire.
The shattered, faded memories of the long gone
The lacerate dreams of what could never be -
I threw them up in the wind, knowing
That they will fall on your sepulcher
And never be existant again -
At least not in me, not in my tumult.
Nothing will be the same again,
Thus i accepted it,
As i watched your burning, raging fire
Vanish in inscrutable Abyss,
I became more of a dead than anyone will ever be,
I burned and drowned in you.
4/29
Siegfried
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