The Conqueror Worm

The Conqueror Worm Lyrics

Song The Conqueror Worm
Artist Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows
Album Poetica
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[00:20.22] Lo! 'tis a gala night
[00:24.87] Within the lonesome latter years!
[00:29.83] An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
[00:34.60] In veils, and drowned in tears,
[00:40.20] Sit in a theatre, to see
[00:44.04] A play of hopes and fears,
[00:50.34] While the orchestra breathes fitfully
[00:56.77] The music of the spheres.
[01:21.64] Mimes, in the form of God on high,
[01:26.50] Mutter and mumble low,
[01:31.31] And hither and thither fly -
[01:36.18] Mere puppets they, who come and go
[01:41.01] At bidding of vast formless things
[01:45.88] That shift the scenery to and fro,
[01:51.33] Flapping from out their Condor wings
[01:58.17] Invisible Woe!
[02:01.22] That motley drama - oh, be sure
[02:06.29] It shall not be forgot!
[02:10.29] With its Phantom chased for evermore,
[02:14.95] By a crowd that seize it not,
[02:20.97] Through a circle that ever returneth in
[02:25.89] To the self-same spot,
[02:29.64] And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
[02:35.77] And Horror the soul of the plot.
[02:40.26] And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
[02:45.75] And Horror the soul of the plot.
[03:11.97] But see, amid the mimic rout
[03:16.27] A crawling shape intrude!
[03:21.14] A blood-red thing that writhes from out
[03:26.14] The scenic solitude!
[03:31.01] It writhes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs
[03:35.61] The mimes become its food,
[03:40.57] And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
[03:45.55] In human gore imbued.
[04:15.15] Out - out are the lights - out all!
[04:19.71] And, over each quivering form,
[04:24.47] The curtain, a funeral pall,
[04:29.43] Comes down with the rush of a storm,
[04:34.14] While the angels, all pallid and wan,
[04:39.16] Uprising, unveiling, affirm
[04:43.77] That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
[04:48.67] And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
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