Celtic Frost - The Heart Beneath

Текст песни Celtic Frost - The Heart Beneath

Sleep brings no joy to me, remembrance never dies
My soul is given to misery and lives in sighs...
The shadows of the dead, my waken eyes may never seeSurround my bed, that from which they sprung eternity

Beneath the turf the silent dead

Sleep brings no wish to knit, my harrassed heart beneath
My only wish is to forget in the sleep of death
Death is my joy, I long to be at rest
I wish the damp earth covered, this desolate breast

Beneath the mould the silent dead

But the glad eyes around us must weep as we have done
And we must see the same gloom eclipse their morning sun

Oh not for them, should we despair
The grave is drear but they′re not there
Their dust is mingled with the sod
Their pale souls are gone, to god

Well, may they live in ecstasy, their long eternity of joy
At least I wouldn't bring them down with me to weep, to groan
And what′s the future, a sea beneath the cloudless sun
A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea stretching into infinity

My inner sanctum, R.I.P.