Versuri APOLLYON - When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay



Album: APOLLYON - Diaboli Gratia



When coldness wraps this suffering clay,
Ah! Whither strays the immortal mind?
It cannot die, it cannot stay
But leaves its darkend dust behind
Then, unembodied, doth it trace
By steps each planets heavenly way?
Or fill at once the realms of space,
A thing of eyes, that all survey?

Eternal, boundless, undecayd,
A thought unseen, but seeing all,
All, all in earth, or skies displayd,
Shall it survey, shall it recall!
Each fainter trace that memory holds,
So darkly of departed years
In one broad glance the soul beholds,
And all, that was, at once appears.

Before creation peopled earth,
Its eye shall roll through chaos back;
And where the furthest heaven had birth,
The spirit trace its rising track
And where the future mars or makes,
Its glance dilate oer all to be,
While sun is quenchd or system breaks,
Fixd in its own eternity

Above or love, hope, hate, or fear
It lives all passionless and pure
An age shall fleet like earthly years;
Its years as moments shall endure

Away, away, without a wing
Oer all, through all, its thought shall fly;
A nameless and eternal thing,
Forgetting what it was to die