Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Mist in the Mourning, artist - The Gates of Slumber. Album song Hymns of Blood and Thunder, in the genre Date of issue: 20.09.2009
Record label: Rise Above
Song language: English
The Mist in the Mourning |
| How sorry the man with no home of his own |
| Limping forever, sorry and stoned |
| Clotted up blood that hangs on the bone |
| And a withered dead voice that ever does moan |
| So sorry he cannot see his friends here today |
| So sorry he is gone along his way |
| Go down to the church, maybe you will pray |
| And send him some love to speed him away |
| How dark is it now |
| How lonely the day |
| And none can know |
| The that has been paid |
| Grim is the voice that calls you to die |
| He knows no one will be there to cry |
| Alone on his way, gone down to die |
| With a sad, sad soul, I have to ask why |
| But my soul is worried and my heart can’t rest |
| I have too many roads and too many rests |
| I will see you on that cold lonely shore |
| And that day we will mourn, never no more |