| Song | To Everlasting Oblivion |
| Artist | L'Âme Immortelle |
| Album | In Einer Zukunft Aus Tränen und Stahl |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Marston, Medwenitsch | |
| Thou mighty gulf, insatiate cormorant | |
| Deride me not, thought I seem petulant | |
| To fall into thy chops. Let others pray | |
| For ever their fair poems flourish may. | |
| But as for me, hungry oblivion | |
| Devour me quick, accept my orison | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| With gloomy shade of thy still empery, | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| To vail both me and my poesy | |
| Far worthier lines in silence of thy state | |
| Do sleep securely free from love or hate, | |
| From which this living near can be exempt | |
| But whilst it breathes | |
| will hate and fury tempt | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy all-dimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand (2x) | |
| Peace, hateful tongues | |
| I now in silent pace | |
| Unless some hounds | |
| do wake me from my place | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy all-dimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand (2x) | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Will sleep secure, right free from injury | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Of cankered hate, or rankest villainy |
| zuo qu : Marston, Medwenitsch | |
| Thou mighty gulf, insatiate cormorant | |
| Deride me not, thought I seem petulant | |
| To fall into thy chops. Let others pray | |
| For ever their fair poems flourish may. | |
| But as for me, hungry oblivion | |
| Devour me quick, accept my orison | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| With gloomy shade of thy still empery, | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| To vail both me and my poesy | |
| Far worthier lines in silence of thy state | |
| Do sleep securely free from love or hate, | |
| From which this living near can be exempt | |
| But whilst it breathes | |
| will hate and fury tempt | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy alldimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand 2x | |
| Peace, hateful tongues | |
| I now in silent pace | |
| Unless some hounds | |
| do wake me from my place | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy alldimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand 2x | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Will sleep secure, right free from injury | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Of cankered hate, or rankest villainy |
| zuò qǔ : Marston, Medwenitsch | |
| Thou mighty gulf, insatiate cormorant | |
| Deride me not, thought I seem petulant | |
| To fall into thy chops. Let others pray | |
| For ever their fair poems flourish may. | |
| But as for me, hungry oblivion | |
| Devour me quick, accept my orison | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| With gloomy shade of thy still empery, | |
| My earnest prayers | |
| Which do importune thee, | |
| To vail both me and my poesy | |
| Far worthier lines in silence of thy state | |
| Do sleep securely free from love or hate, | |
| From which this living near can be exempt | |
| But whilst it breathes | |
| will hate and fury tempt | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy alldimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand 2x | |
| Peace, hateful tongues | |
| I now in silent pace | |
| Unless some hounds | |
| do wake me from my place | |
| Then close his eyes | |
| with thy alldimming hand, | |
| Which not right actions can withstand 2x | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Will sleep secure, right free from injury | |
| I with this sharp, yet well meant poesy | |
| Of cankered hate, or rankest villainy |