Letra de The Elder de Threnody

Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all
Many times he died
Many times rose again
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath
He knows death to the bone
Man has created death
(W.B.Yeats - 1865-1939)