Ye ruinous inhabitants of mental night,
Fade away!
Passion and reason - what strange alliance!
How many times in retrospectivity
Was I obliged to admit my own sightlessness?
Uncouth revulsion to escape from my selfish derangement.
And mourning strange distress.
For all delight was suffocated
In my mind's peculiar murkiness.
Thus joyless flew the hours of light
Unpitied - led by this bestridden path.
For pale and breathless my silhouette lies,
As a sad emblem of my mind's demise!
Lingering in the dark - driv'n out from gentle bliss
Lost in fathomless perdition.
Aerie shapes - a feeble glimpse here and there
Like a single tear fallen into the ocean
Promising - yet delusive.
My body tossed on a lonely shore
Beneath a pale full-orb'd moon
To remain forgotten everafter.
Alienate from heav'n - with spirit accurst,
Forsak'n of all belief...
A mistrustful and corrosive metamorphosis
To Apostasy!
Ye ruinous inhabitants of mental night,
Fade away!
Passion and reason - what strange alliance!
How many times in retrospectivity
Was I obliged to admit my own sightlessness?
Uncouth revulsion to escape from my selfish derangement.
And mourning strange distress.
Fade away!
Passion and reason - what strange alliance!
How many times in retrospectivity
Was I obliged to admit my own sightlessness?
Uncouth revulsion to escape from my selfish derangement.
And mourning strange distress.
For all delight was suffocated
In my mind's peculiar murkiness.
Thus joyless flew the hours of light
Unpitied - led by this bestridden path.
For pale and breathless my silhouette lies,
As a sad emblem of my mind's demise!
Lingering in the dark - driv'n out from gentle bliss
Lost in fathomless perdition.
Aerie shapes - a feeble glimpse here and there
Like a single tear fallen into the ocean
Promising - yet delusive.
My body tossed on a lonely shore
Beneath a pale full-orb'd moon
To remain forgotten everafter.
Alienate from heav'n - with spirit accurst,
Forsak'n of all belief...
A mistrustful and corrosive metamorphosis
To Apostasy!
Ye ruinous inhabitants of mental night,
Fade away!
Passion and reason - what strange alliance!
How many times in retrospectivity
Was I obliged to admit my own sightlessness?
Uncouth revulsion to escape from my selfish derangement.
And mourning strange distress.