Palindrome - Tortured Soul Trapped

tortured soul trapped, into tree of roots; great sighs, of end of breathing his pain unfolding; the vista of death coming above the rocks, the spent spirit weeping, the love ones he can't console- death in defeat, they feared though he lives again there; holy tears wept they, while remembering his passion of passion, his remembering while they wept tears holy there, again lives he; though feared they defeat, in death console can't he, one's love- the weeping spirit spent; the rocks the above coming death, of vista the unfolding pain his breathing of end; of sighs great roots of tree, into trapped soul tortured (written to Dead Can Dance, the Host of Seraphim)