Have pity for the dead

Sleep has his house



And so all of your suffering

And all of your pain

All of your pleasures

And all of your gain

All of your losses

All of your pastures

All of your plains

All of your fields

All of your bodies

All of your joys

All of your countries

All of your flags

And all of your waters

All of your tunnels

All of your worlds

All of your seahorses

All of your breasts

All of your beasts

All of your dustmotes

All of your colours

All of your troubles

All of your rains

All of your comets

All of your moons

All of your birds

All of your rents

All of your marvels

All of your winds

And all of your nothings

All of your everythings

All of your gods

All of your angels

All of your masters

All of your slaves

All of your islands

All of your waves

All of your machines

All of your dreams

All of your laws

All of your loves

And all of the dead

Have pity for the dead

And sleep has his house

Sleep has his house

Overwhelm me

Overwhelm me

Forever

Forever

Sleep has his house