Farewell
Dark is my grave
With no one but me
Cold is the earth
It is one with me
Null and void I'm at last and the sickness will end
Don't judge, you haven't seen what I've seen
When the glass breaks I shall be free
The sands poured out, no longer me
Here dread holds me
And my trial's soon done so let me go
Dark is my grave
with no one but me
Cold is the earth
It is one with me
Null and void I'm at last and the sickness will end
This life was mine
Don't patronise, you haven't been what I've been
Here I've learned to be humble
And to bow my head and tremble
Here I've learned how fear tastes
Just let me go
Oh, tomb! Embrace me
Smother this corpse, squeeze dust through my fingers
Oh, gloom! My rest
Wrap me in this night
The sick man's farewell
I depart from this world of pain
I escape this hell
Where the sorrows are suffered in vain
It is a lost cause
It is a prison cell
This is my loss
I depart, the sick man's farewell
Yellow skin, dry as parchment
Hollow coughs, tunes for the underworld
Hollow tunes for the farer
That departs, descending
The sick man's farewell
I depart from this world of pain
I escape this hell
Where the horrors are suffered in vain
It is a lost cause
It is a prison cell
This is my loss
I depart, the sick mans farewell
These words left behind
My epitaph, my absolution
Last gifts from the farer
Traveling on, descending
With no one but me
Cold is the earth
It is one with me
Null and void I'm at last and the sickness will end
Don't judge, you haven't seen what I've seen
When the glass breaks I shall be free
The sands poured out, no longer me
Here dread holds me
And my trial's soon done so let me go
Dark is my grave
with no one but me
Cold is the earth
It is one with me
Null and void I'm at last and the sickness will end
This life was mine
Don't patronise, you haven't been what I've been
Here I've learned to be humble
And to bow my head and tremble
Here I've learned how fear tastes
Just let me go
Oh, tomb! Embrace me
Smother this corpse, squeeze dust through my fingers
Oh, gloom! My rest
Wrap me in this night
The sick man's farewell
I depart from this world of pain
I escape this hell
Where the sorrows are suffered in vain
It is a lost cause
It is a prison cell
This is my loss
I depart, the sick man's farewell
Yellow skin, dry as parchment
Hollow coughs, tunes for the underworld
Hollow tunes for the farer
That departs, descending
The sick man's farewell
I depart from this world of pain
I escape this hell
Where the horrors are suffered in vain
It is a lost cause
It is a prison cell
This is my loss
I depart, the sick mans farewell
These words left behind
My epitaph, my absolution
Last gifts from the farer
Traveling on, descending
Credits
Writer(s): Stig Lagerfjärd
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