How I dream to give my life for one I love,
whom I love more than myself.
Alas I sew my heart in rotting corpses,
As the carrion devour my blood giving organ
which dwells in a putrid graveyard,
the decomposed bosom of a heartless woman.
The spoiled flesh gives me the blight;
the vultures tore asunder my flesh from my bones,
and broke them in half.