A beautiful capricious of the (Green became wasteland, Innocence rottens and turns black, flowers in vases are drowned by quicksand. Thou, the human, mourns for the burned disgraces Woe unto thee, a light that never asked to be found and left to perish. Killed it swiftly. Never watched it die, their prayers lie dismembered on the fertile ground. Green became wasteland. Innocence stained And turned into glass. I asked to Heavens what remained. A weapon outlasts:1.3), by (Anton Otto Fischer and Sir John Tenniel:0.8), (Baroque and :0.8), (painting:0.3) | Painting