Along the shore the cloud waves break,

The twin suns sink behind the lake,

The shadows lengthen - in Carcosa.



Strange is the night where black stars rise,

And strange moons circle through the skies,

But strange still is - lost Carcosa.



Songs that the Hades shall sing,

Where flap the tatters of the King,

Must die unheard in - dim Carcosa.



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Shall dry and die in - lost Carcosa.