I knew your face Before the mire Before the reeds Before the fire Your name still hangs Upon my breath A final thread The bog left stretched Your wedding ring Now crowns a fiend Your voice still calls Beyond the green Your hollow eyes Remember me But what looks back Was never thee Bone into root Blood into brine The mire devoured What once was mine No grave received you No god came near Only the Defiler Whispering in your ear For a forsaken soul No earth below No heaven whole Your name I mourn The one I loved Shall not return I close your eyes They open again Somewhere beneath The silent fen
