Amidst The Vast Oceans Of Sadness Obscure Is The Season Of Woe Weakened I Suffer So Significantly Tis Emptiness Of Which My River Flows I Can See The Sky Is Falling I Can Feel The Earth Move Round I Can Hear My Death Is Calling Secluded From Life I Am Crowned I Can See That Time Is Fading I Can Feel My Life Unbound I Can Hear Suicide Is Calling From The Other Side Profound Imprisoned By The Ail Of My Affection Forgotten My Memories Deceased Battered, Benumbed, Bleak And Broken Eternal Shall Be The Existence Of Grief Unanimated And Subsisting To Wither Fading I Perish...Abandoned In My Wretchedness Sweet Misery I Foresee
unanimated, subsisting, significantly, benumbed, fading