Monotony + 

A dead corpse full of wormy questionings, + 

Beneath the open sky my soul lies dead, + 

Shameless and rotten and unburied, + 

For whom eternity no difference brings. + 

Only the wind my loathed incense flings + 

Afar afar; only above my head + 

Day passes, night returns when day is fled, + 

Unchangeable return of changeless things. + 

Unto the dead all things bring only pain, + 

And evermore my perish’d heart is woe + 

For the vile worms that gnaw it lying low; + 

While the dead days, like to an endless chain, + 

Pass ever o’er my body cruelly slow, + 

And evermore with pain return again. + 