Castrum doloris-Marduk

[ti:castrum doloris] [ar:Marduk] [al:world funeral] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Castrum doloris - Marduk [00:00.01]Written by：Marduk [00:00.42]Perceive how our shadow and [00:02.67]Movitz mon frere [00:04.79] [00:05.91]Within a darkness en closes [00:07.97]How gold and purple in the shovel there [00:16.02] [00:17.33]To gravel and rags disposes [00:20.58] [00:23.07]From his torment river charon waves [00:27.07] [00:28.31]And three times thereafter [00:30.50]The digger of graves [00:33.18] [00:34.37]Ended it all this your last groan [00:39.05] [00:39.98]Therefore movitz come do what I grave [00:44.48] [00:45.79]Help raise our sisters tombstone [00:50.03] [00:51.47]Oh that wistful and forgotten place [00:55.77] [00:56.90]Under the branches that hushes [01:00.76] [01:02.45]Where time and death one hideous face [01:05.44]Unites into ashes [01:07.31] [01:09.25]You who never once by envy was struck [01:14.12]Although your time came [01:17.80] [01:21.85]When you ran out of luck [01:23.97] [01:25.35]Amongst the graves always narrows [01:29.97] [01:30.90]Enemy there armed with face carved in rock [01:35.40] [01:36.71]Gently breaking ones arrows [01:40.01] [01:42.20]The little Bell tolling the grand Bells [01:46.56]Groan [01:47.13] [01:47.94]Cantor with flowers in the gate [01:52.12] [01:53.74]And with the Bellowing prayer like [01:57.67]Tone [01:58.36] [01:59.23]Hallows those who met their fate [02:03.85] [02:04.91]Path that leads up to this grand yard [02:08.72]Of tombs [02:09.53] [02:10.46]Tramples on roses fading yellowing [02:14.52]Bloom [02:15.14] [02:16.27]Moulding hoardings and biers [02:19.89] [02:21.88]Until this long black clad row of doom [02:26.62] [02:27.62]Deeply bows down in tears [02:32.24] [02:33.36]Past on to rest fistfight and ball [02:37.67] [02:38.86]Gone is the love of your life [02:42.29] [02:44.60]At where the grass yet don＇t grow at all [02:49.22] [02:50.15]You look back at your buried wife [02:55.02] [02:55.89]She from wine and liquor parted today [03:00.39] [03:01.45]And with her all the joy that kept death away [03:05.94] [03:07.12]Bottle who will now command thee [03:11.74] [03:13.05]Thirsty was she now have [03:16.42]Become deaths prey [03:17.48] [03:18.61]We are all thirsty as can be