The Stranger:

''Ah behold,
A fresh new soul,
Far from old,
Joins us within
Sheol.''

''Some pass peacefully,
Others don't, sadly,
How did thine untimely
Demise, come to be?''

The New Soul:

''Sewn around my arteries
Was life,
Keeper of my organs.''

''But my body laboured
No more,
When sorrow guided
My
Feeble hands to severe
My core cords,
Hidden inside  
My
Scarred wrists.''