II 歌词

Matter to flesh, matter to flesh Annexed, possessed, and taken away An hour convulsed, quickened by life Echoing in the cold clockwork of starlight Time is a flow, time is a flow Eddies and whorls swirling free Transient canyons in eternity’s frozen sea Guiding you forth into tomorrow Fated to range the fluid terrain O sightless guide, you grope the horizon Seeking some lodestar in vain Until you vanish beneath the crystal waves And the dredge of your weight gives the sea its shape Be without fear When your lungs fail to draw air Be without grief When they bear down, those years Laden with agonies From which you are spared Dissolve, divest the pain Give birth to a new day