Dec 2014
O Death,
Most merciful god of the human race
Banisher of misery
Dissolver of mortal disgrace
No torture chamber can hold us
Nor slaver bind our limbs
When our last true friend, Mister Mooncalf
Carries us off with him
Most merciful god of the human race
Banisher of misery
Dissolver of mortal disgrace
No torture chamber can hold us
Nor slaver bind our limbs
When our last true friend, Mister Mooncalf
Carries us off with him
Dedicated to the quietus that finds us all.
© Copyright 2014 C. H. Watson. All rights reserved.
© Copyright 2014 C. H. Watson. All rights reserved.
