Brother, do you remember me
I am the one before your life
I'm the one without a name.
I was cursed and banished
from the garden of our fathers
with a cross upon my shoulders—
a burden for the sins of others.
I had no bread, I had no wine
and no redemption from the Sin.
I had no flowers, I had no shrine
under the elderberry tree.
I was taken to the river
with half a coin in my hand
and on the bank I lay waiting
for the ferryman to come.
His face was a shadow
he was as old as time itself
and when I asked him for his name
with a cold smile said 'guess'.
We sailed across the river
and entered in the marble gate.
I was frozen; I shivered;
I was abandoned to my fate.
Brother, do you remember me
I am the one before your life
I'm the one without a name.
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