Misanthrope - Gargantuan Decline Lyrics
Nothing can cheer meI am like the king of a rainy land,Wealthy but impotent, moribond and senile.Nothing can cheer meEven the sage alchemist who no longer smoothes my gold,Nor my subjects who come to die beneath the balcony.Nothing can cheer meI am like the king of a rainy land,Wealthy but impotent, moribond and senile.I'm the dissonant chord in the divine symphony,Condemned to eternal chants but unable to sing.Gargantuan declineGargantuan declineI shed a darkness sadder than nights areDetestable silent child, hurl a horrible howlChamber of eternal mourning vibrant with old agonyHear the bitter laughter of the whale.Prince of exile, to whom injustice has been doneIn your defeat arise more firm.Nothing can cheer meEven the sage alchemist who no longer smoothes my gold,Nor my subjects who come to die beneath the balcony.Vampire of my own heartKisses alive mortuary chrysalidsGargantuan declineGargantuan declinePrince of exile, implant in hearts the cult of woundsSoaring aloft the like a second sun.Prince of exile, to whom harm has been done,Enable the lotus bloom.
