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The day my wife was murdered One single second I'll never forget The wind had ceased to blow All the woe and ever regrets Couldn't rend the hell I know A question calling within my mind A lament for her dearest lost Alone was She? I ask to find What made gave the dearest cost Murder it was! I had been told Her voice absent echo here In my memory though growing old No song is sweeter dear A gentle breeze would whisper cold My heart a hole of hell I shudder now, no one to hold Or heal the wound to well The pain is breaking The horror vast The toll in taking The woe it lasts A river flowing from my heart The molten mangles more A cataclysm

Innocence lost Upon the innocent, their ire arose Like rain upon the tattered clothes The moaning wind that spits a sorrow As if your joy was right to harrow Tearing upon your soul's true seal Their reason absent to see your weal If they understood who you were within They would hold their will to sin They never consider you feel it too What this world will make you do What horrors and harrows fill your soul Their perspective of pretentious hole With covered eyes they condescend What's above, they seek un-mend Breaking innocence is all they free Never peering inside the sea Within the clouds where starlight blooms Upon the eyes their regal p