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Sopor Aeternus - Die Bruderschaft Des Schmerzes Sopor Aeternus - 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´ve 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, aghast, sheeted memories of the past
Shrouded forms that start and sigh as they pass the wanderer by
White-robed forms of friends long given in agony to Earth and Heaven
For the heart whose woes are legion this is peaceful, soothing region
For the spirit that walks in shadows this is, oh, this is Eldorado
Bid the traveller, travelling through it, may not dare not opening view it
Sever its mysteries are exposed to the weak human eye unclosed
So will its King who hath forbid the uplifting of the frigid lid
And thus the sad soul that here passes beholds it but through darkened glasses
By a route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only
Where an Eidolon named "Night" on a black throne reigns upright
I have wandered home but newly from an ultimate dim Thule |
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