Hamlet, thy presence is duly missing.
How does one bound by chains
Chains of grotesque origin and meaning
Apply himself to a vengeance to be achieved...
Chained to the depths of the earth
Stirring, rallying my kin cannot be planned on
Must I show myself, in this unholy visage?
I cannot falter, evil does grip strongly at my remnants
My sentinels stand on guard just as before...
I must go, with haste, before my time is come
With intent, but in a deceitful guise
Rally my kin to stir with an action
As to message the rightful king, mine own son.
In method to meet with this hazy embodiment
Before I am taken in whole
Darkness and evil consume my most underhanded death
Dethrone that which has taken possession of thine crown, Hamlet
Claudius is the name of he who hath stolen your blood
In life as well as in death...
The guards welcome someone with much grace and respect
Why, here comes young Hamlet now
In princely attire and a downcast expression which hurts my sight
Prepare thyself dead fool, a ghostly apparition that you are now
I shall show myself and evoke an action of vengeance
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