Presented as Shadows to the Lifeless
Caroliner
Low and high wooden eyes splinted legs
Tied up chest
Low and high wooden eyes pale sickly
Heavy breath
Low and high aye o my gangs of ghost
Men grey of skins
Mourning night wooden eyes hanged
Over broken necks
Low and high nine slip up life presented
As shadows busted flesh
Low and high wooden eyes in praise
The muse of death
Low and high nursing sighs genuine
To the ground ascend
Low and high wooden еyes victory
Over lips for a question
Low and high said numbеr nine
How are you near ten?
Low and high fixed wood eye we
Ask only a lifeless friend