Gathered beneath the silence doom
Look at the field of blackbirds crying
The words are spoken but unto whom
In silent tomb unspoken dying
Mark it with a spear
Mark it with a line
Of silver saberless lights
A rainbow to appear
In marks divine
Of unmarked heights
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