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My waters have emptied
The rivers have reached the oceans,
It lies still, the sea and tastes of loss.
My light has dimmed and flame is gone.

Lay me down in a field of asphodels
Broken, quiet, peaceful and grey,
To rest in the arms of this cold earth,
Sleep without wake, wake without sleep.

(Chorus)
No longer see sons of men, before a headstone.
No longer to hear the mourning congregation
Stand before me.

To pass by the sound of a thousand trumpets,
Two solemn basilisks of sombre song,
An icy throne in winter's embrace,
Yet death's away so I'm lost.

Dans le rêve profond le plus terrifiant,
Je n'al pas vu un tel désespoir.
A lifeless nightmare haunts my sleep, a hypnotic drift drags me deep.
Sleep without wake, wake without sleep.

(Chorus)

My breathing coffin, my closed eyes, my gothic epitaph, my weeping silence.

In the deepest most terrifying dream
I did not see such despair.

(Chorus)

My breathing coffin, my closed eyes, my gothic epitaph, my weeping silence.

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