Celtic Frost - Inner Sanctum Lyrics
Sleep brings no joy to meRemembrance never diesMy soul is given to miseryAnd lives in sighs ...The shadows of the dead,My waken eyes may never see,Surround my bedThat from which they sprung - eternityBeneath the turfThe silent deadSleep brings no wish to knitMy harrassed heart beneathMy only wish is to forgetIn the sleep of deathDeath is my joyI long to be at restI wish the damp earth coveredThis desolate brestBeneath the mouldThe silent deadBut the glad eyes around usMust weep as we have doneAnd we must see the same gloomEclipse their morning sunOh not for them - should we despairThe grave is drear - but theyre not thereTheir dust is mingled - with the sodTheir pale souls - are gone, to godWell, may they live in ecstasyTheir long eternity of joyAt least I wouldnt bring them downWith me to weep, to groanAnd whats the futureA sea beneath the cloudless sunA mighty, glorious, dazzling seaStretching into infinityMy inner sanctumR.i.p
