I have all I gave
In spades
By the grace of death
And Fate
I have risen
I have risen
Beyond
As the hydrous absorbs
My strain
I absolve myself
From pain
I have risen
I have risen
Far beyond
Draped in disease
Travel as I sleep
Transparent eyes
Translucent liquid
Aflight in hope
Canvas of the sky
Cathartic abreaction
A relief in wait
Bow Low