Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song IV (Interment), artist - Fen. Album song Winter, in the genre Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Record label: Aural
Song language: English
IV (Interment) |
| I descend |
| I descend again |
| I closed my eyes and still these vistas rend |
| The waning sun… it’s light so thin |
| Sickly, these pale shafts press |
| At a gruesome fog, an entangling torpor |
| Stripping the fenland air of pellucidity |
| Writhing chains of spiritual desolation reach |
| And beckons a shattered soul back into darkness |
| As the soils part in welcome |
| A riven aperture to embrace a sundered spirit |
| Closing like a withered fist |
| Around a frond of pale tissue |
| Weak — so very weak |
| Cold — frozen to the marrow |
| Encased by the frost of loathing |
| I have nothing left to give |
| Even my flesh presents naught |
| A cross-stitched tapestry of past failings |
| Pallid vessel of spiritual exsanguination |
| Home to the dread-stare of these listless eyes |
| Each sordid limb a tendril of pain |
| A beacon of suffering, a spite of torment |
| Aflame with gangrenous agony |
| This hemisphere of decrepitude demands extinction |
| Extinguish me |
| Yearning for ending |
| I beg for the embrace of the fens |
| A final resting place — marked only by a henge of dead trees |
| The cathedral stands, omniscient |
| A memorial to all those who walked within these shadows |
| Unmoved by the toil of the lost |
| Who sink without markings into the fathomless murk |