[00:00.42]Perceive how our shadow and
[00:02.67]movitz mon frere
[00:04.79]
[00:05.91]Within a darkness en closes
[00:07.97]How gold and purple in the shovel there
[00:16.02]
[00:17.33]To gravel and rags disposes
[00:20.58]
[00:23.07]From his torment river charon waves
[00:27.07]
[00:28.31]And three times thereafter
[00:30.50]the digger of graves
[00:33.18]
[00:34.37]Ended it all this your last groan
[00:39.05]
[00:39.98]Therefore movitz come do what I grave
[00:44.48]
[00:45.79]Help raise our sisters? tombstone
[00:50.03]
[00:51.47]Oh that wistful and forgotten place
[00:55.77]
[00:56.90]Under the branches that hushes
[01:00.76]
[01:02.45]Where time and death one hideous face
[01:05.44]Unites into ashes
[01:07.31]
[01:09.25]You who never once by envy was struck
[01:14.12]Although your time came
[01:17.80]
[01:21.85]when you ran out of luck
[01:23.97]
[01:25.35]Amongst the graves always narrows
[01:29.97]
[01:30.90]Enemy there armed with face carved in rock
[01:35.40]
[01:36.71]Gently breaking ones arrows
[01:40.01]
[01:42.20]The little Bell tolling the grand Bells
[01:46.56]Groan
[01:47.13]
[01:47.94]Cantor with flowers in the gate
[01:52.12]
[01:53.74]And with the Bellowing prayer like
[01:57.67]Tone
[01:58.36]
[01:59.23]Hallows those who met their fate
[02:03.85]
[02:04.91]Path that leads up to this grand yard
[02:08.72]Of tombs
[02:09.53]
[02:10.46]Tramples on roses fading yellowing
[02:14.52]Bloom
[02:15.14]
[02:16.27]Moulding hoardings and biers
[02:19.89]
[02:21.88]Until this long black clad row of doom
[02:26.62]
[02:27.62]Deeply bows down in tears
[02:32.24]
[02:33.36]Past on to rest fistfight and ball
[02:37.67]
[02:38.86]Gone is the love of your life
[02:42.29]
[02:44.60]At where the grass yet don＇t grow at all
[02:49.22]
[02:50.15]You look back at your buried wife
[02:55.02]
[02:55.89]She from wine and liquor parted today
[03:00.39]
[03:01.45]And with her all the joy that kept death away
[03:05.94]
[03:07.12]Bottle who will now command thee?
[03:11.74]
[03:13.05]Thirsty was she now have
[03:16.42]become deaths prey
[03:17.48]
[03:18.61]We are all thirsty as can be.