The Old Coffin Spirit

My soul is trembling, asphyxiated exhalation But, feel like my name Starting around the tombs of marble Untouched carry the crew of ages An unwed coffin attracts me Inside the fear an odd wonder Strange prompting as I read the name Now rest in my new dwelling The property calls "Be done" I'm the old coffin spirit Master and slave on my own land Well hidden behind the pute stars Fluttering in distant unknown zones Macabre dance with the diastric winds Hrismed to haunt the kiss of light