Stoa - In Memoriam lyrics

Be near me when my light is low When the blood creeps and the nerves prick And tongle, and the heart is sick And all the wheels of beeing slow Be near me when the sensous frame Is racked with pangs that conquer trust And time a maniac, scattering dust And life, a fury, slinging flame Be near me when my faith is dry And men the flies of latter spring That lay their eggs, and sting and sing And weave their petty cells and die Be near me when I fade away To point the term of human strife And on the low dark verge of life The twilight of eternal day (Alfred Lord Tennyson)