Oh, death where is thy sting?
Is it worse than what madness can bring?
Oh, grave where is thy hold?
Is it worse than what can unfold?
Oh, hell where is thy burn?
Is it worse than what we can learn?
Oh, flesh where is thy soul?
Is it worse than what we can know?
Oh, spirit where is thy love?
Is it worse than what we can shove?
Oh, darkness where is thy power?
Is it worse than what light can shower?
Oh, miserable creature am I.
I thought to touch the sky.