Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Leveller, artist - Hyperomm. Album song From Nothing to Eternity, in the genre
Date of issue: 31.01.2017
Song language: English
The Leveller |
The glories of our blood and state |
Are shadows, not substantial things |
There is no armour against Fate |
Death lays his icy hand on kings: |
Sceptre and Crown |
Must tumble down |
And in the dust be equal made |
With the poor crooked scythe and spade |
Some men with swords may reap the field |
And plant fresh laurels where they kill: |
But their strong nerves at last must yield |
They tame but one another still: |
Early or late |
They stoop to fate |
And must give up their murmuring breath |
When they, pale captives, creep to death |
The garlands wither on your brow |
Then boast no more your mighty deeds |
Upon Death’s purple altar now |
See where the victor-victim bleeds |
Your heads must come |
To the cold tomb: |
Only the actions of the just |
Smell sweet and blossom in their dust |
Poem by James Shirley |