In my shallow gravenI see the pictures of the pastnAll the anger starts to ravenMy final ballot I have to castnnThe time in a short spannThe poets call it lifenNotions are to bannThe fortune is a divennMy last glancenNo foul hopenIt is the hearts last dancenI shouldn't have taken the ropennIn my shallow gravenI will enslave my mindnAll the anger starts to ravenNeedless creatures of my kindnnWhat will await menExists the divine claw?nI feel the undertownThe last thing that I sawnnMy last glance...nnWhat was the preachers plightnWhere is the promised truthnI see no heavens mightnNo, my existence will fusennIn my shallow gravenI see the pictures of the pastnAll the anger starts to ravenMy hopes have been vast