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The Angel and the Dark River (1995)
LYRICS:
You can't expect to see him and survive
You'll swallow his tongue of thorns
His mouth, dripping with flies
In his glorious kingdom of fire
But I believe he wept
I will make them all lie down
Down where hope lies dying
With lust, you're kicking mankind to death
We live and die without hope
You tramp us down in a river of death
As I stand here now, my heart is black
I don't want to die a lonely man
This is a weary hour
This is a weary hour
The Angel and the Dark River (1995)
LYRICS:
You can't expect to see him and survive
You'll swallow his tongue of thorns
His mouth, dripping with flies
In his glorious kingdom of fire
But I believe he wept
I will make them all lie down
Down where hope lies dying
With lust, you're kicking mankind to death
We live and die without hope
You tramp us down in a river of death
As I stand here now, my heart is black
I don't want to die a lonely man
This is a weary hour
This is a weary hour
![ELEND | Ethereal Journeys - [Weeping Nights version]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/HMP48DAoKbc/mqdefault.jpg "ELEND | Ethereal Journeys - [Weeping Nights version]
Weeping Nights (1997)")
![ELEND | O Solitude [H. Purcell]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Ho5hRmCByFo/mqdefault.jpg "ELEND | O Solitude [H. Purcell]
Weeping Nights (1997) Words by Katherine Philips, music by Henry Purcell.
LYRICS:
O solitude, my sweetest choice...
Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult and from noise,
How ye my restless thoughts delight...
O solitude!
Oh, how I solitude adore!")
