We wait on death's worldly doorstep
For sleep, a t the end of our days
So we fill those days with distraction
please take this darkness away
You sleep with your sword at your bedside
And kneel at your alter to pray
You fight yet you plead to your maker
please take this darkness away
This realm is unbearably dreadful
these streets are so sick with decay
The sun only casts down a shadow
please take this darkness away
Your skin is so pockmarked and wrinkled
Your hair one youthful now grey
So you cry when you gaze in the mirror
please take this darkness away
We sit here on death's worldy doorstep
And we think on the debt we must pay
so we charge headfirst into strangeness
please take this darkness away
Explore ambient music from across the globe in drifting and soothing songs on the new compilation from Electric Shapes. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024