《The Camp of Souls》歌词

歌曲： The Camp of Souls

所属专辑：Dawn of the New Athens

歌手： Aesma Daeva

时长： 05:36

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My white canoe[00:00:00]

Like the silvery air[00:00:20]

O'er the River of Death that darkly rolls[00:00:36]

When the moons of the world are round and fair[00:00:47]

I paddle back from the Camp of Souls[00:00:58]

When the wishtonwish in the low swamp grieves[00:01:03]

Come the dark plumes of the red singing leaves[00:01:18]

Two hundred times have the moons of spring[00:01:32]

Rolled over the bright bay's azure breath[00:01:40]

Since they decked me with plumes of an eagle's wing[00:01:47]

And painted my face with the paint of death[00:01:56]

The camp of souls[00:02:02]

The camp of souls[00:02:11]

And from thy pipe o'er my corpse there broke[00:02:25]

The solemn rings of the blue last smoke[00:02:36]

Two hundred times have the wintry moons[00:02:47]

Wrapped the dead earth in a blanket white[00:02:57]

Two hundred times have the wild sky loons[00:03:02]

Shrieked in the flush of the golden light[00:03:11]

The camp of souls[00:03:23]

The camp of souls[00:03:28]

They chanted above me the song of grief[00:03:46]

As I took my way to the spirit land[00:03:53]

For love is the breath of the soul set free[00:04:30]

So I walk a river that darkly rolls[00:04:36]

That my spirit may whisper soft to thee[00:04:43]

Of thine who wait in the Camp of Souls[00:04:51]

When the bright day laughs[00:04:58]

Or the wan night grieves[00:05:03]

Come the dark plumes of red singing leaves[00:05:11]