I’ve walked among the dead
and felt the most alive.
There is no angst nor dread
inside the crypt tonight.
To me the dead are very real,
more solid than the living.
Among the tombs I feel the thrill
of the not knowing.
What lies ahead? Another day?
Or time has stopped for now?
Is there an end? I hope and pray
that you will keep your vow.
From inside a tomb a song is heard,
the words subdued and blurred:
‘Love and death are one and the same,
We played the deadly game..’
Among the dead I have no fear
Amongst them I feel free
In a tomb on the right rests a composer
A poet sleeps next to him.
I long for the wisdom they once shared,
I implore them to give me a hint.
The fragility of life is suddenly bare:
we’re all here for a mere stint.
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