Аудио-запись: Theatre of Tragedy "Dying - I Only Feel Apathy" |
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Ganymede
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Now as I am to be bereaft of my troth I cry aloud my last words of lost hope. A violent gust of wind is my frame of mind; Huxes like moisture through pores. I am unwilling to forgive Him who depriev'd me of my life - Gloaming the sequence - A momentary view. Perishing intervals of rejoice - My supreme happiness is lost! Baleful emotions of fear - my body is the earth - The earth is now destined to be made forlorn - Forlorn from the enlivening energies. Am I not anylonger living? In mournful silence I suffer - In peace I now will rest. My hard-working hands Are now reposed. I close thee my beloved into my heart - Conceal thy memory in my inner sanctum. In my thoughts thou shalt forever be - As a dear and precious remembrance. I'm dethroned in the reign of entity - My tears descend like of abony - Life is the theatre of tragedy - Dying - I only feel apathy! |
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