why all things wwashed out
for i didn't know
where I'm now
some feet below
these was no one tear
for my unrested life
and I will not be appear
no need to strive
why all mirrors curtained?
why all covered with dust?
there is a cold uncertain
Did I left my body past?
All nine days along
I will be here dwell
in the house of deepest woe
untill saying Farewell...for me
nothing can be changed
why do I still believe?
faceless portraits hanged
in the house of deepest grief
All nine days along
I will be here dwell
in the house of deepest woe
untill saying farewell...for me