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The Conqueror Worm - Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble Of Shadows (永恒的沉睡)[00:00:00]
Lo 'tis a gala night[00:00:20]
Within the lonesome latter years[00:00:22]
An angel throng bewinged bedight[00:00:24]
In veils and drowned in tears[00:00:27]
Sit in a theatre to see[00:00:29]
A play of hopes and fears[00:00:32]
While the orchestra breathes fitfully[00:00:34]
The music of the spheres[00:00:36]
Mimes in the form of god on high[00:00:58]
Mutter and mumble low[00:01:01]
And hither and thither fly[00:01:02]
Mere puppets they who come and go[00:01:04]
At bidding of vast formless things[00:01:07]
That shift the scenery to and fro[00:01:09]
Flapping from out their condor wings[00:01:13]
Invisible woe[00:01:17]
That motley drama oh be sure[00:01:36]
It shall not be forgot[00:01:39]
With its phantom chased for evermore[00:01:41]
By a crowd that seize it not[00:01:43]
Through a circle that ever returneth in[00:01:46]
To the self same spot[00:01:49]
And much of madness and more of sin[00:01:51]
And horror the soul of the plot[00:01:53]
But see amid the mimic rout[00:01:55]
A crawling shape intrude[00:01:58]
A blood red thing that writhes from out[00:02:00]
The scenic solitude[00:02:03]
It writhes it writhes with mortal pangs[00:02:05]
The mimes become its food[00:02:08]
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs[00:02:10]
In human gore imbued[00:02:12]
It writhes with mortal pangs[00:02:15]
The mimes become it's food[00:02:17]
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs[00:02:19]
In human gore imbued[00:02:22]
Out out are the lights out all[00:02:44]
And over each quivering form[00:02:46]
The curtain a funeral pall[00:02:48]
Comes down with the rush of a storm[00:02:51]
Out out are the lights out all[00:02:55]
And over each quivering form[00:02:59]
The curtain a funeral pall[00:03:03]
Comes down with the rush of a storm[00:03:08]
While the angels all pallid and wan[00:03:12]
Uprising unveiling affirm[00:03:15]
That the play is the tragedy man[00:03:17]
And it's hero[00:03:20]
The conqueror worm[00:03:21]