Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought me no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of their desolation
To free the hollow heart from paining -
They stood aloof, the scars remaining.
Like cliffs which had been rent asunder;
But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder,
And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
Work like madness in the brain;
And if forever, Even though, never
Silence of that dreamless sleep. I envy now too much to weep
For deliverance for the pride once I had
God I pleased you but everything has just turned to sand
Hear that the voices begging inside of my head
God forgive me if true faith doesn't lie within my heart
Shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life
Mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down
Upon the dust,
To free the hollow heart from paining -
They stood aloof, the scars re maining.
Like cliffs which had been rent asunder;
But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder,
And life is thorny; and youth is vain;
Work like madness in the brain;
And if for ever, Even though, never
Silence of that dreamless sleep. I envy now too much to weep
For deliverance for the pride once I had
God I pleased you but everything has turned to sand
Hear that the voices begging inside of my head
God forgive me if true faith doesn't lie within my heart
As aught of mortal birth; Too soon return'd to Earth!
So I behold them not: Like common earth can rot;
Must fall the earliest prey; The leaves must drop away:
For deliverance for the pride once I had
God I pleased you but everything has turned to sand
Hear that the voices begging inside of my head
God forgive me if true faith doesn't lie within my heart