Solicitude کے بول

A mourning ring Left in regard of one unnamed Still I dismiss Bound by common hands I will be led to a vision of suffering Unsolved regret I cast a stone No thought where it would come to rest So sick to death Of living on a borrowed breath In time The masonry will be aligned A monument To all my crimes Drink from the flood Enshroud the sun I can’t outrun What’s come undone Desperate struggle for breath Slowly fading breath Diffraction grating in my sight Slowly fading Death