Consolatrix Has Left The Building Lyrics
| Song | Consolatrix Has Left The Building |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | La Chambre D'Echo - Where the Dead Birds Sing |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
| [00:09.387] | consolatrix has left the building |
| [00:31.790] | Strolling all alone...across the ancient cemetery...- |
| [00:36.379] | tell me, isn't everthing here...of a timeless green?! |
| [00:41.209] | I see that several visitors are also agthered here, |
| [00:47.290] | having an idle, little saunter on the old graveyard...just like me. |
| [01:23.769] | i keep a chandle burning for myself so i won't feel all alone; |
| [01:32.519] | we should have done so, but we never celebrated anythin here at all. |
| [02:06.728] | A leaden weariness creeps viscously like syrup down the hills, |
| [02:12.660] | felling everybody...as it crawls upon the monuments...- |
| [02:17.136] | only i escape its power, for the moment seem immune; |
| [02:22.256] | yet, two eldery ladies, guarding the right, the future tomb |
| [02:30.369] | are scolding me, so filled with anger, filled with envy and disdain: |
| [02:32.576] | "The dead are furios with you! |
| [02:35.226] | as you're wasting your precios time!" |
| [02:57.267] | Now there are faces in the carpet, there are people living in the walls; |
| [03:07.599] | I hear the dead are calling: "sadness lies in wait in the hours before |
| [03:12.367] | dawn!" |
| [03:19.736] | These moments, fleeting as they are, they testify to us |
| [03:24.188] | they are the silent witnesses of a reason about to pass; |
| [03:29.387] | I cannot but admit, carelessly ignoring life's finiteness, |
| [03:33.226] | that i am filled with fear and worry...and so much shame because of this. |
| [03:40.156] | Well, everthing I see, yeas all the iomages are blurred, |
| [03:43.207] | |
| [03:44.376] | it's hard to guess the future in the short-sighted world. |
| [03:49.527] | How should this simple handicap be lightly well ignored, |
| [03:54.869] | considering the dreadful blindness with wich i have been born. |
| [03:59.696] | We should have done so, but we never celebrated anything here at all; |
| [04:09.506] | I hear the dead are calling: "sadness lies in wait in the darkest hours... |
| [04:19.286] | ...right before the dawn!" |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:09.387] | consolatrix has left the building |
| [00:31.790] | Strolling all alone... across the ancient cemetery... |
| [00:36.379] | tell me, isn apos t everthing here... of a timeless green?! |
| [00:41.209] | I see that several visitors are also agthered here, |
| [00:47.290] | having an idle, little saunter on the old graveyard... just like me. |
| [01:23.769] | i keep a chandle burning for myself so i won apos t feel all alone |
| [01:32.519] | we should have done so, but we never celebrated anythin here at all. |
| [02:06.728] | A leaden weariness creeps viscously like syrup down the hills, |
| [02:12.660] | felling everybody... as it crawls upon the monuments... |
| [02:17.136] | only i escape its power, for the moment seem immune |
| [02:22.256] | yet, two eldery ladies, guarding the right, the future tomb |
| [02:30.369] | are scolding me, so filled with anger, filled with envy and disdain: |
| [02:32.576] | " The dead are furios with you! |
| [02:35.226] | as you apos re wasting your precios time!" |
| [02:57.267] | Now there are faces in the carpet, there are people living in the walls |
| [03:07.599] | I hear the dead are calling: " sadness lies in wait in the hours before |
| [03:12.367] | dawn!" |
| [03:19.736] | These moments, fleeting as they are, they testify to us |
| [03:24.188] | they are the silent witnesses of a reason about to pass |
| [03:29.387] | I cannot but admit, carelessly ignoring life apos s finiteness, |
| [03:33.226] | that i am filled with fear and worry... and so much shame because of this. |
| [03:40.156] | Well, everthing I see, yeas all the iomages are blurred, |
| [03:43.207] | |
| [03:44.376] | it apos s hard to guess the future in the shortsighted world. |
| [03:49.527] | How should this simple handicap be lightly well ignored, |
| [03:54.869] | considering the dreadful blindness with wich i have been born. |
| [03:59.696] | We should have done so, but we never celebrated anything here at all |
| [04:09.506] | I hear the dead are calling: " sadness lies in wait in the darkest hours... |
| [04:19.286] | ... right before the dawn!" |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
| [00:09.387] | consolatrix has left the building |
| [00:31.790] | Strolling all alone... across the ancient cemetery... |
| [00:36.379] | tell me, isn apos t everthing here... of a timeless green?! |
| [00:41.209] | I see that several visitors are also agthered here, |
| [00:47.290] | having an idle, little saunter on the old graveyard... just like me. |
| [01:23.769] | i keep a chandle burning for myself so i won apos t feel all alone |
| [01:32.519] | we should have done so, but we never celebrated anythin here at all. |
| [02:06.728] | A leaden weariness creeps viscously like syrup down the hills, |
| [02:12.660] | felling everybody... as it crawls upon the monuments... |
| [02:17.136] | only i escape its power, for the moment seem immune |
| [02:22.256] | yet, two eldery ladies, guarding the right, the future tomb |
| [02:30.369] | are scolding me, so filled with anger, filled with envy and disdain: |
| [02:32.576] | " The dead are furios with you! |
| [02:35.226] | as you apos re wasting your precios time!" |
| [02:57.267] | Now there are faces in the carpet, there are people living in the walls |
| [03:07.599] | I hear the dead are calling: " sadness lies in wait in the hours before |
| [03:12.367] | dawn!" |
| [03:19.736] | These moments, fleeting as they are, they testify to us |
| [03:24.188] | they are the silent witnesses of a reason about to pass |
| [03:29.387] | I cannot but admit, carelessly ignoring life apos s finiteness, |
| [03:33.226] | that i am filled with fear and worry... and so much shame because of this. |
| [03:40.156] | Well, everthing I see, yeas all the iomages are blurred, |
| [03:43.207] | |
| [03:44.376] | it apos s hard to guess the future in the shortsighted world. |
| [03:49.527] | How should this simple handicap be lightly well ignored, |
| [03:54.869] | considering the dreadful blindness with wich i have been born. |
| [03:59.696] | We should have done so, but we never celebrated anything here at all |
| [04:09.506] | I hear the dead are calling: " sadness lies in wait in the darkest hours... |
| [04:19.286] | ... right before the dawn!" |
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