
Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Song language: English
Intro (Canto III) |
«Through me the way is to the city dolent; |
Through me the way is to eternal dole; |
Through me the way among the people lost. |
Justice incited my sublime Creator; |
Created me divine Omnipotence, |
The highest Wisdom and the primal Love. |
Before me there were no created things, |
Only eterne, and I eternal last. |
All hope abandon, ye who enter in!» |
These words in sombre colour I beheld |
Written upon the summit of a gate; |
Whence I: «Their sense is, Master, hard to me!» |
And he to me, as one experienced: |
«Here all suspicion needs must be abandoned, |
All cowardice must needs be here extinct. |
We to the place have come, where I have told thee |
Thou shalt behold the people dolorous |
Who have foregone the good of intellect.» |
And after he had laid his hand on mine |
With joyful mien, whence I was comforted, |
He led me in among the secret things. |
There sighs, complaints, and ululations loud |
Resounded through the air without a star, |
Whence I, at the beginning, wept thereat. |
Languages diverse, horrible dialects, |
Accents of anger, words of agony, |
And I: «O Master, what so grievous is |
To these, that maketh them lament so sore?» |
He answered: «I will tell thee very briefly. |
These have no longer any hope of death; |
Name | Year |
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The War We Made | 2020 |
Sever | 2020 |
The Evening Hate | 2019 |
All For You | 2020 |
From the Ashes | 2019 |
Hemorrhage | 2019 |