كلمات To Mourn Is A Virtue

Be still brave child Lay pale skins before me Undress them, let white castles shine (Then please forgive my name...Death) Brushing scythe through soft crops that bend and fall in multitudes (For no reason, for all time, for eternity) (My) Loving embrace lasts forever Yet I'm alone in immemorial sadness As few are those who welcomes me To reign from their skeleton throne It eludes me how I could ever hesitate at the sight of those tearful eyes I know that I'm the one you want to set you free Ending all, leaving all Die for me Come in my arms Father of all elegies Ill-fated sentinel of an idle God's ethos Leave all behind and drown in my vast lake of sorrow Loom from within Illness begin A story of ineffable sadness