Idle muttering,
A whistle on the cool wind
Death, o death; they come.
Simple stuttering,
The vibrant summer ev'ning..
Death, o death; they watch.
Ample bluthering,
The silent midnight; solemn
Death, o death; they ready
Vi'lent uttering,
'Fore dawning lids lie open
Death, o death; they strike
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