Sopor Aeternus
Die Bruderschaft Des Schmerzes
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Added 20 February 2008 user AND1
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Lyrics Die Bruderschaft Des Schmerzes
Lyrics Die Bruderschaft Des Schmerzes
By a route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only,
where an Eidolon named Night, on a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly, from an ultimate dim Thule.
from a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, out of space, out of time.
Bottomless wales and boundless floods, and chasms
and caves, and titan woods, with forms that no
man can discover for the tears that drip all over,
Mountains topling evermore into seas without a shore
seas that restlessly aspire, surging into skies of fire.
Lakes that endlessly outspread their lone waters, lone and dead.
Their still waters, still and chilly with the snows of the lolling lilly.
By the lakes that thus outspread their lone water, lone and dead.
Their sad waters, sad and chilly with the snows of the
lolling lilly, by the mountains, near the river
murmuring slowly, murmuring ever - by the grey woods,
by the swamp where the toad and the newt encamp,
by the dismal tarns and pools where dwell
the Ghouls, by each spot that most unholy,
in each nook most melancholy, there the traveller meets,
where an Eidolon named Night, on a black throne reigns upright,
I have reached these lands but newly, from an ultimate dim Thule.
from a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, out of space, out of time.
Bottomless wales and boundless floods, and chasms
and caves, and titan woods, with forms that no
man can discover for the tears that drip all over,
Mountains topling evermore into seas without a shore
seas that restlessly aspire, surging into skies of fire.
Lakes that endlessly outspread their lone waters, lone and dead.
Their still waters, still and chilly with the snows of the lolling lilly.
By the lakes that thus outspread their lone water, lone and dead.
Their sad waters, sad and chilly with the snows of the
lolling lilly, by the mountains, near the river
murmuring slowly, murmuring ever - by the grey woods,
by the swamp where the toad and the newt encamp,
by the dismal tarns and pools where dwell
the Ghouls, by each spot that most unholy,
in each nook most melancholy, there the traveller meets,
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