Lelani Ulalume (the riding eyes) part

the morrow has come ulalume to see the white and heavenly streak of woe octavia to breathe the bleakness of these white lines once more
oh
this is more than a substance this is my siren we breathe the white powder let the whores expel
it's gluttony and let the house of ill
fame retrieve the tons of elegy let us live lelani is mine to the sky.