INFINITE DESPAIR
Nonetheless, the old man sits,
staring out into the rotting crow,
down a tear and the daemon spits
down so and so;
and crying shame shall grow,
and the daemon starts to cry,
for the old man hunches low,
and everywhere a sigh...
And infinite a...
staring out into the rotting crow,
down a tear and the daemon spits
down so and so;
and crying shame shall grow,
and the daemon starts to cry,
for the old man hunches low,
and everywhere a sigh...
And infinite a...