I foresee thee
As the tenth corpse-
In my graveyard.
Thou mercy can leave me with a smile, and-
Thou idleness can leave me to fret.
I long to bury thee with a smile.
Let me bury thee with a smile...
As the tenth corpse-
In my graveyard.
Thou mercy can leave me with a smile, and-
Thou idleness can leave me to fret.
I long to bury thee with a smile.
Let me bury thee with a smile...
