ow could I raise Her dead, dark body to my own An...

Now could I raise Her dead, dark body to my own And hear the joyous rustle of her bone And in her eyes see deathly blaze; Now could I wake 10 To passion after death, and taste The rapture of her hating, tear the waste Of body. Break, her dead, dark body, break. Epic cinematic dramatic dystopian futuristic scene