Had I been granted chance to break from this

A soundless body to be carried off

But I with plenty sound do soundly hiss

At they who takes from ground into a loft

Will I break through the shell and tell them not

To take away the space in which it rests

Disturbing peace that's long been found too hot

Will not have freezing hands to hold the best

Alive the rest it should have been, but sad

That souls are filled with power to survive

The shell in which it holds, in which it had

The feat of fragile structure to arrive

Do leave this be and have the both to stay

For soul will not go like the body's way