Testo di The Lamentation

Angels hover above in hysterical grief What has happened here? Spectators they gather around this cadaver They shriek in great recoil The Lamentation Heaven help us all, every one of us The realization that all that is could fall How could this really be? From mute sorrow to rhetorical strife Grief contorts them all Their savior has fallen way down from the cross Forced to wear the thorns ( Chorus ) Tragedy--the slow moving figures knew Mourn the dead-- for there is nothing we can do He still lies there dead Defiled in defeat Beneath troubled skies Angels mourn with no restrain ( Chorus ) Tragedy--the slow moving figures knew Mourn the dead--for there is nothing we can do