The City in the Sea Lyrics
| Song | The City in the Sea |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Poetica |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ti:The City in the Sea] | |
| [ar:Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows] | |
| [al:Poetica] | |
| [01:06.180 ] | Lo! death has reared himself throne |
| [02:56] | .180Gleams up the pinnacles far and free |
| [01:16.180] | In a strange city lying alone |
| [01:26.180] | Far down within the dim west |
| [01:34.180] | Where the good and the bad |
| [01:35.180] | And the worst and the best |
| [01:37.180] | Have gone to their eternal rest. |
| [01:49.180] | There shrines and palaces and towers |
| [01:58.180] | Time-eaten towers that tremble not |
| [02:07.180] | Resemble nothing that is ours |
| [02:12.180] | Around, by lifting winds forgot |
| [02:17.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [02:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie. |
| [02:27.180] | No rays from the holy heaven come down |
| [02:37.180] | On the long night-time of that town |
| [02:46.180] | But light from out the lurid sea |
| [02:51.180] | Streams up the turrets silently |
| [03:11.180] | Up domes, up spires, up kingly halls |
| [03:21.180] | Up fanes, up Babylon, like walls |
| [03:30.180] | Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers |
| [03:39.180] | Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers. |
| [03:50.180] | Up many and many a marvellous shrine |
| [03:56.180] | Whose wreathed friezes intertwine |
| [04:02.180] | The viol, the violet and the vine |
| [04:08.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:12.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:16.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:27.180] | So blend the turrets and shadows there |
| [04:37.180] | That all seem pendulous in air |
| [04:45.180] | While from a proud tower in the town |
| [04:56.180] | Death looks gigantically down. |
| [05:16.180] | There open fanes and gaping graves |
| [05:26.180] | Yawn level with luminous waves |
| [05:35.180] | But not the riches there that lie |
| [05:45.180] | In each idol's diamond eye |
| [05:54.180] | Not the gaily-jewelled dead |
| [06:03.180] | Tempt the waters from their bed |
| [06:14.180] | For no ripples curl, alas! |
| [06:23.180] | Along that wilderness of glass |
| [06:32.180] | No swellings tell that winds may be |
| [06:42.180] | Upon some far-off happier sea |
| [06:51.180] | No heavings hint winds have been |
| [07:01.180] | On seas less hideously serene. |
| [07:28.180] | But lo! a stir in the air |
| [07:37.180] | The wave, there is a movement there |
| [07:48.180] | As if towers had thrust aside |
| [07:57.180] | In slightly sinking the dull tide |
| [08:07.180] | As if their tops had feebly given |
| [08:15.180] | A void within the filmy heaven. |
| [08:23.180] | The waves have now a redder glow |
| [08:29.180] | The hours are breathing faint and low |
| [08:34.180] | And when, amid no earthly moans |
| [08:40.180] | Down, down that town shall settle hence |
| [08:46.180] | Hell, rising from a thousand thrones |
| [08:50.180] | Shall do it reverence. |
| ti: The City in the Sea | |
| ar: Sopor ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
| al: Poetica | |
| [01:06.180 ] | Lo! death has reared himself throne |
| [02:56] | . 180Gleams up the pinnacles far and free |
| [01:16.180] | In a strange city lying alone |
| [01:26.180] | Far down within the dim west |
| [01:34.180] | Where the good and the bad |
| [01:35.180] | And the worst and the best |
| [01:37.180] | Have gone to their eternal rest. |
| [01:49.180] | There shrines and palaces and towers |
| [01:58.180] | Timeeaten towers that tremble not |
| [02:07.180] | Resemble nothing that is ours |
| [02:12.180] | Around, by lifting winds forgot |
| [02:17.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [02:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie. |
| [02:27.180] | No rays from the holy heaven come down |
| [02:37.180] | On the long nighttime of that town |
| [02:46.180] | But light from out the lurid sea |
| [02:51.180] | Streams up the turrets silently |
| [03:11.180] | Up domes, up spires, up kingly halls |
| [03:21.180] | Up fanes, up Babylon, like walls |
| [03:30.180] | Up shadowy longforgotten bowers |
| [03:39.180] | Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers. |
| [03:50.180] | Up many and many a marvellous shrine |
| [03:56.180] | Whose wreathed friezes intertwine |
| [04:02.180] | The viol, the violet and the vine |
| [04:08.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:12.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:16.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:27.180] | So blend the turrets and shadows there |
| [04:37.180] | That all seem pendulous in air |
| [04:45.180] | While from a proud tower in the town |
| [04:56.180] | Death looks gigantically down. |
| [05:16.180] | There open fanes and gaping graves |
| [05:26.180] | Yawn level with luminous waves |
| [05:35.180] | But not the riches there that lie |
| [05:45.180] | In each idol' s diamond eye |
| [05:54.180] | Not the gailyjewelled dead |
| [06:03.180] | Tempt the waters from their bed |
| [06:14.180] | For no ripples curl, alas! |
| [06:23.180] | Along that wilderness of glass |
| [06:32.180] | No swellings tell that winds may be |
| [06:42.180] | Upon some faroff happier sea |
| [06:51.180] | No heavings hint winds have been |
| [07:01.180] | On seas less hideously serene. |
| [07:28.180] | But lo! a stir in the air |
| [07:37.180] | The wave, there is a movement there |
| [07:48.180] | As if towers had thrust aside |
| [07:57.180] | In slightly sinking the dull tide |
| [08:07.180] | As if their tops had feebly given |
| [08:15.180] | A void within the filmy heaven. |
| [08:23.180] | The waves have now a redder glow |
| [08:29.180] | The hours are breathing faint and low |
| [08:34.180] | And when, amid no earthly moans |
| [08:40.180] | Down, down that town shall settle hence |
| [08:46.180] | Hell, rising from a thousand thrones |
| [08:50.180] | Shall do it reverence. |
| ti: The City in the Sea | |
| ar: Sopor ternus the Ensemble of Shadows | |
| al: Poetica | |
| [01:06.180 ] | Lo! death has reared himself throne |
| [02:56] | . 180Gleams up the pinnacles far and free |
| [01:16.180] | In a strange city lying alone |
| [01:26.180] | Far down within the dim west |
| [01:34.180] | Where the good and the bad |
| [01:35.180] | And the worst and the best |
| [01:37.180] | Have gone to their eternal rest. |
| [01:49.180] | There shrines and palaces and towers |
| [01:58.180] | Timeeaten towers that tremble not |
| [02:07.180] | Resemble nothing that is ours |
| [02:12.180] | Around, by lifting winds forgot |
| [02:17.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [02:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie. |
| [02:27.180] | No rays from the holy heaven come down |
| [02:37.180] | On the long nighttime of that town |
| [02:46.180] | But light from out the lurid sea |
| [02:51.180] | Streams up the turrets silently |
| [03:11.180] | Up domes, up spires, up kingly halls |
| [03:21.180] | Up fanes, up Babylon, like walls |
| [03:30.180] | Up shadowy longforgotten bowers |
| [03:39.180] | Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers. |
| [03:50.180] | Up many and many a marvellous shrine |
| [03:56.180] | Whose wreathed friezes intertwine |
| [04:02.180] | The viol, the violet and the vine |
| [04:08.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:12.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:16.180] | Resignedly beneath the sky |
| [04:22.180] | The melancholy waters lie |
| [04:27.180] | So blend the turrets and shadows there |
| [04:37.180] | That all seem pendulous in air |
| [04:45.180] | While from a proud tower in the town |
| [04:56.180] | Death looks gigantically down. |
| [05:16.180] | There open fanes and gaping graves |
| [05:26.180] | Yawn level with luminous waves |
| [05:35.180] | But not the riches there that lie |
| [05:45.180] | In each idol' s diamond eye |
| [05:54.180] | Not the gailyjewelled dead |
| [06:03.180] | Tempt the waters from their bed |
| [06:14.180] | For no ripples curl, alas! |
| [06:23.180] | Along that wilderness of glass |
| [06:32.180] | No swellings tell that winds may be |
| [06:42.180] | Upon some faroff happier sea |
| [06:51.180] | No heavings hint winds have been |
| [07:01.180] | On seas less hideously serene. |
| [07:28.180] | But lo! a stir in the air |
| [07:37.180] | The wave, there is a movement there |
| [07:48.180] | As if towers had thrust aside |
| [07:57.180] | In slightly sinking the dull tide |
| [08:07.180] | As if their tops had feebly given |
| [08:15.180] | A void within the filmy heaven. |
| [08:23.180] | The waves have now a redder glow |
| [08:29.180] | The hours are breathing faint and low |
| [08:34.180] | And when, amid no earthly moans |
| [08:40.180] | Down, down that town shall settle hence |
| [08:46.180] | Hell, rising from a thousand thrones |
| [08:50.180] | Shall do it reverence. |
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