Nothing can cheer me

I am like the king of a rainy land,

Wealthy but impotent, moribond and senile.



Nothing can cheer me

Even the sage alchemist who no longer smoothes my gold,

Nor my subjects who come to die beneath the balcony.



Nothing can cheer me

I 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 decline

Gargantuan decline



I shed a darkness sadder than nights are

Detestable silent child, hurl a horrible howl

Chamber of eternal mourning vibrant with old agony

Hear the bitter laughter of the whale.

Prince of exile, to whom injustice has been done

In your defeat arise more firm.



Nothing can cheer me

Even the sage alchemist who no longer smoothes my gold,

Nor my subjects who come to die beneath the balcony.



Vampire of my own heart

Kisses alive mortuary chrysalids

Gargantuan decline

Gargantuan decline



Prince of exile, implant in hearts the cult of wounds

Soaring aloft the like a second sun.

Prince of exile, to whom harm has been done,

Enable the lotus bloom.