Thy Catafalque - Neath Waters (Minden Vízbe Mártott Test) lyrics

And as the spirit's grained to sack Of shining flesh by mills of time And as the flaming's drowned to mud All whisper me mortality... By window slumbering deeply Soulsilence, rainpainting of thee Ships of time sail me home this night Let the sea wash my hair weak white Gla**hearted clouds above diving Veering and falling and rising