Oh look the mourners have come.
Can you see what the place has become?
A place full of A throng which imprudes with pride inside when they see the sight.
The sight of the corpse in the grave.

Her grave will be sprigged the finest.
The dead was tricked.
Now they will rig up the show of sympathy.
Surprisingly, now everyone possesses empathy.

Pointing out the foibles in her character was their task, because of them, her geity spirit changed to a placid one.
It was because of them, she rejected her raillery for it seemed too impolitic to them.
But what a shock it was for her when she perceived it.
Now she was marked insipid in their beady eyes.
Now she was called out, for it seemed like there was a lack of her ingenuity of before and that it looked like someone else had supersceded her true soul.

Her gradation was improbable in their opinion.
She could not be saved from their cruel grasp.
Or hide away...