Epicedium - Lefay

The ashen people cry

They sigh in vain for life

And tears from tired eyes are falling

Filling ponds with grief

Bitter thoughts they bleed

Gloomy water fills the seas

These repentant blackened souls

All sentenced to deplore

The malicious deeds in mortal life

On what they now redeem

The baneful essence feeds

Growing strong — awaits release

With tears they raise the seeds

Knowing —

Condemned they watch it grow

In this eternal sleep

Creating the reality

Dim heartbeats moaning chime

Send shivers down my spine

Can this be real — I hear the breathing

A distant rumble roars

It rumbles cross the moors

The ground beneath me fels alive

With tears they raise the seeds

Knowing —

Condemned they watch it grow

In this eternal sleep

Creating the reality

A serenade of death and pain

Is playing in my head

The ashen people fades away

And nothing seems the same

I face A bloodred sky

I sense the silent time

A vision from the past is calling

A child of misery

A book of sand I see

It’s like A dream within A dream

With tears they raise the seeds

Knowing —

Condemned they watch it grow

In this eternal sleep

Creating the reality