fallen into: Tas veneratus
the whispers set into ageless ears
passing eras turn from laughter,
from ecstasies, from fallen fears
fallen into: Tas veneratus
the soiled fantasies of earthly wants
lucid visions, remnants surface
in stagnant cares and favorite haunts
it is in the heap of honor
that grubs snub sickening sanity
peep inside the hallowed hill
they dance with virtuous vanity
spoken within: Tas veneratus
repeated over the waves of time
drifting regret set sailed,
the unpaid debt or dismissed crime
spoken within: Tas veneratus
'twas and is, e're will be soul's lament
epitaph of stone echoes,
"spirit's tomb is the body's ascent"
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