Etch your name upon this stone.
In being, we are mere flesh and bone.
Line by line with gilded quill,
destinies must be fulfilled.
In bed of satin, here I lie,
until your final breath draws nigh.
Passing, you may hear me sigh,
surely not an angel's cry.
I vow when two become as one,
there'll be no moments in the sun.
In darkness you will drink with me,
my bride shall you forever be.
Hear my pleas beneath this earth,
time grows short from day of birth.
Squander not, make bold your script,
join me now within my crypt
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