| Song | Time Is Shadow |
| Artist | Cemetery of Scream |
| Album | Prelude to a Sentimental Journey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The fire is out, and spent the warmth thereof | |
| This is the end of every song man sings | |
| The golden wine is drunk, the dregs remain : | |
| Bitter as warmwood, and as salt as pain | |
| And hope health have gone the way of love | |
| Into the drear oblivion of lost things | |
| Ghosts go along with us until the end: | |
| This was a mistress; this, perhaps, a friend... | |
| With pale, indifferent eyes we sit and wait | |
| For the dropt curtain and the closing gate | |
| This is the end of every song man sings | |
| James Elroy | |
| Flecker |