Cold Confort Lyrics
Slowly leaving...Their candle-flame lonely, and so needingLike dust in the night the prayers riseUnder the sick image of ChristThey talk to the nothingnessOld wounds were never mendedSomething drops from the (autumn) leavesAgain it rains:In a dry corner, salvation again declinesSleep like a skull in the hard groundNothing for ears nothing for eyesWithout a shadow, waiting for nothingThe dark room, the moist tenement (of earth)The cold kiss of release, great lightHe was never man enoughIn a world of cruel facesHe discovered that he was never man enoughHe discovered nothingFar above and beyond...All in the name of godThe eyes refused to look ahead...
Carpathian Forest Cold Confort
