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Dies Irae I
Dies Irae II
Dies Irae III
Dies Irae IV
Dies Irae V
Dies Irae VI
Dies Irae VII
Teadium Vitae I
Teadium Vitae II
Teadium Vitae III
Teadium Vitae IV
Lux in Tenebris I
Lux in Tenebris II
Lux in Tenebris III
Lux in Tenebris IV
Lux in Tenebris V
Lux in Tenebris VI
Lux in Tenebris VII
Lux in Tenebris VIII
Lux in Tenebris IX
That it was that they left me as mere carrion did my charges stand impassioned and with rage. That of my demise were they saddened but of ill respect did they cry retribution. And their vociferations did cross the chasm of my origin and the vector of my past and my constellation did weep a flickering tear upon the fate of me. Was it that of past dwellings that they came about my being. All knowing were they that cradled that of me in soft remission. Was it that they came of that which was far away and unknown to me to cleanse me of ill savagery and lay credence to my member. Though they spoke not unto me did they give rise to warm intentions and I knew them as kindred spirits, for as their soul was I and they did know me and caress me and did fill me with that of what I am. Was it then that I knew of my home in places far away did I lay quiet near the banks of Lethe and did slip comfortably into the arms of oblivion.
 On the sea of time did I cast my being on a ridge and wave of ever. That all creatures would lay wrapped in the glow of my assimilation of that which is all about them. That they may hear me echo through mountains and valleys and hold me on beaches and slow water. That they may draw me in their breath and hold me in their person. That they may wrap their longings and their passions in my realm of floating peace and know the joy of one, the Oversoul.
Taedium Vitae     (Weariness of Life)