lace fades to faded agony.
Poisonous delight!
lovely eyes bathed in velvet blood turned to dust,
As Eternity weeps with the skulls of studious rapture.

Old bones dwell in a moldy bony hand.
Oh, no!
The night gnawed quite bare the sorrow of a red withered Tounge.
Yea, the sorrow in a red withered Tounge!