Severed
Out of silence
Rolls the sea
In darkened
Lines
Faded
Nightsky
The closing eye
Of the wind
Lonely sirens
One thousand
Sinking
Orphaned lives
Forming islands
A wound
Of ice
In the veins
Severed
all life that breathes
Suffered
life on the cross
Cut all
the lines that bleed
Cast adrift
on an iron cross
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