The staring eyes of night in fast succession
Reach through the threads of heaven, where they fall,
Pearling the glass and darkly metalled road.
How can my soul lament? How can I feel
For this life crushed beneath my careless wheel.
Now in the dry, the dawn, the day's new light,
He lies where he was slain – who grieves his plight?
Reach through the threads of heaven, where they fall,
Pearling the glass and darkly metalled road.
How can my soul lament? How can I feel
For this life crushed beneath my careless wheel.
Now in the dry, the dawn, the day's new light,
He lies where he was slain – who grieves his plight?
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