And Never Here

Tick, Tick
Tick, Tick
Watch ticking in my ear
Lying here
Blinds unmoving
Slowly stewing
Inner fear
Never I can hear the voice
Singing from this shapeless tower
Listen as the voice grows louder
For a cold, limp
Moon wet flower
Swaying there
And never here
Soldiers marching silently
Cry an iron tear for me
Weep, weep
Dying virgins cry themselves to sleep
Sleep the death away
I am gone
They cannot stay