no longer i was breathing no more bleeding inside the urn under a soil and black stone under a soil and black stone and i was listening and felt no pain to the sunrise to east i ll leave my grief to the stars shine casting my eyes by the long nights blessed i was to rest then inside the urn under a soil and black stone and i was listening and felt no pain to the sunrise to east i ll leave my grief leave my grief  soil upon me so fragile as a veil without secrets the staring space so wide and i was listening and felt no pain to the sunrise to east i ll leave my grief leave my grief inside the urn under a soil and black stone