Crimson Requiem-The Sleeper(Lyrics adapted from "The Sleeper" by Edgar Allan Poe)
Автор: Crimson Requiem
Загружено: 2026-01-31
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Symphonic metal ballad, gothic orchestral, cinematic dark atmosphere, slow to mid-tempo, melancholic, dramatic, epic storytelling, Haunting, sorrowful, mysterious, introspective, supernatural, gothic romanticism, nocturnal.
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Lyrics from "The Sleeper" by Edgar Allan Poe
At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon…
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin moulders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All beauty sleeps!
All beauty sleeps!
And lo! where lies
Irene, with her destinies…
Oh, lady bright! can it be right—
This window open to the night?
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
Flit through thy chamber in and out,
And wave the curtain canopy
So fitfully—so fearfully—
That, o’er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall…
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress!
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
All beauty sleeps!
Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep…
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
I pray to God that she may lie
Forever with unopened eye,
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!
My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
As it is lasting, so be deep!
Soft may the worms about her creep!
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
It was the dead who groaned within.
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