The Death Minstrel

[02:38.18] Come thou, thou last one, whom I recognize,
[02:51.67] Unbearable pain throughout this body's fabric:
[02:59.86] As I in my spirit burned, see, I now burn in thee:
[03:14.37] The wood that long resisted the advancing flames
[03:21.56] Which thou kept flaring, I now am nourishing and burn in thee.
[04:35.62] My gentle and mild being through thy ruthless fury
[04:42.81] Has turned into a raging hell that is not from here.
[04:57.35] Quite pure, quite free of future planning,
[05:04.54] I mounted the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering,
[05:19.08] So sure of nothing more to buy for future needs,
[05:27.25] While in my heart the stored reserved kept silent.
[06:04.29] Is it still I, who there past all recognition burn?
[06:10.62] Memories I do not seize and bring inside
[06:17.88] O life! O living! O to be outside!
[06:25.93] And I in flames. And no one here who knows me ...
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