WHERE ART THOU WHEN I NEED THEE MOST?
AH YES, THOU HAST BECOME A GHOST
A WISHING WELL EMPTY, A POND DEPLETED
AS I STAND BEFORE THEE, A MAN DEFEATED

I HAVE BECOME OVERCOME BY DEMONS INSIDE
AND WHEN ANY REQUEST OF YOU "WHY HAST HE DIED?"
SAY UNTO THEM "HE WAS A MAN WITH THIRST UNQUENCHED"
AND TELL THEM I DIED WITH MY TEETH WELL CLENCHED

"CLENCHED" SAYETH EACH "BUT WHY?" THEY WONDER
"BECAUSE," RESPONDS YOU "OF THE CERTAIN THUNDER
HEAR NOT THEE THE THUNDER WHICH KILLED HIM WELL?
"OH YES," THEY WILL SAY, "NOW I HEAR WHAT CONDEMNED HIM TO HELL"

"SO," SAYETH THEE "WITHOUT ANY DOUBT
THERE WILL, BECAUSE OF HIS DEATH, BE FORMED A DROUGHT
A DRYNESS NO MORTAL NOR GOD CAN CREATE
FOR I TELL YOU MY MAN DIED OF PURE HATE"

"T'WAS HATRED WHICH CONDEMNED HIM AND DAMNED HIM TO FIRE
AND I SWEAR UNTO ALL MY MAN WAS NO LIAR
HE TOLD THE TRUTH BEFORE THE TEMPLE OF LOVE
UNTIL A THOUSAND DEMONIC ANGELS APPEARED FROM ABOVE"

SO LET THEM HEAR THE WORDS OF A MAN SWORN UNTO DEATH
AND VOW UNTO THEM THAT WITH EACH BLESSED BREATH
EASINESS ARRIVED THAT EVE, MY SWEET
BECAUSE T'WAS WITH EAGERNESS MY DEATH DID I MEET

THUSLY DO I SWEAR WHEN YOU GAZE ALL AROUND
AND FIND NOT MY BODY TO WHERE HELL WAS BOUND
REMEMBER WHEN WE MET, A MOST MEMORABLE DATE
AND THEN CAME THE NIGHT YOUR MAN DIED OF SELF-HATE
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