This_Cruel_Moon

He dug a grave, and he dug it wide. He strangled her in her sleep.
He strangled his love with a strand of hair, and then he buried her deep.
He buried her deep when the sun was hid by a purple thunder cloud.
Her helpless hair sprawled over the corpse in a pale resplendent shroud.

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Compositions (I use flat.io):

• Ethereal Dreams
• A Dance of Ice and Fire