The heart of the night!
 

From childhood to youth, from youth to manhood the hard; From lethargy to fever of the heart; From faithful life to dream of dark and lost days; From trust to doubt, from doubt to brink of ban; These changes have happened as a cyclic burst Until now. O Soul! How fast should OK its original immortality Does the reincarnated flesh dust where it began?

O Lord of work and peace! Lord of life! Oh, Lord, Lord will horrible! Although it is too late Renew this soul with the obedient breath Peace when he meets with fury, The work to recover, and will re-emerge, This soul may see thy face: Oh, Lord of Death.

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