Exile Lyrics

Behold - the white horse

The Mother of Exiles

Mighty woman with a torch

Honour me - while I live

Exalted any merit for me

I'm the beggar on your way

The desolation of extinguished sun

Hold thee on in courage of soul

This world is the art of all we know

This world is the pain of all we feel

Because I could not stop for death

He kindly stopped for me

What shall I become, when this body is dead and gone

Evergreen alone when red snow covers the whole world

As the sound of drum calls for my life

I turn my head where sun is about to set

There is no inn on the way to underworld

Dark as the night's rough husk

Intercepting the dark interior space

Outside world's flowing light

Surface of a single dimension

Death in itself is nothing

The saints surround me

Possessed tears shed for faithless souls

A salvation of white restrain

And it's eternal, restless drama

Alas! The magnificent beauty

Of the flowers has fade and come to nothing

While I have watched the rain

Where dead angels lie