Agathodaimon - Faded Years lyrics
[Agathodaimon - Faded Years lyrics]
Should I a sign implore?
I'd ask for you, but dearest
You are your own no more
Nor do I beg a flower
From in your golden hair
Forgetfulness, beloved is but
My single player
Oh, what a sad sensation
When joy that soon did wane
Not swift with it to vanish
But ever here remain!
When through tit's life to wander
It has been writ, it seem
A dream made out of shadow
A shadow made of dream
No matter when I die, this or some later day
My wish is out of the mind
Of all to I pass away
And you forget the dream that
Our two hearts endears
When you loom back, beloved
Upon the faded years
Let in the depths of shadow my memory be gone
As though we midst our loving
Each other had not known
A chant of lamentation within
Cold walls of chime to beg for me in weeping
The peace of endless time
As though those hours of wonder in
Fact we did not live
That I so deeply love you
Dear one can you forgive?
My face turned to the desert
You left me all alone
And cold beneath my eyelids my
Eyes have turned to stone
And when at last death's soil
My body does reclaim
Then who will know me or
Know from whence I came?
Let in the depths of shadow my memory be gone
As though we midst our loving
Each other had not known
A chant of lamentation within
Cold walls of chime to beg for me in weeping
The peace of endless time
While then should they my body
Into the gutter throw
Still that would be far better
Than what I suffer now
Afar of in distance a flock of crows arise
And darken all the heavens
Before my sightless eyes
Beyond the earth's steep margin
A hurricane does start
Flinging to the world my dust and
To the wind my heart
Yet as in spring the blossom
Do you remain the while
With gentle eyes and humid and tender
Childish smile so much a child
Yet seeming each day to younger grow
And of my fate know nothing
As I too nothing know
My face turned to the desert
You left me all alone
And cold beneath my eyelids my
Eyes have turned to stone
And when at last death's soil
My body does reclaim
Then who will know me or
Know from whence I came?
While then should they my body
Into the gutter throw
Still that would be far better
Than what I suffer now