They placed him there where the wind blows most wild
they pledged him to the bitter frosts
they gave him a black garment
and a red tie
a sun pierced with a nail that would drip
black glasses
blood on top of the poison
a staff
and a canary
they placed him there where pain springs
they gave him to death
that he'd shine of silver
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