Sabaoth
spleen
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When the cold heavy sky
Weighs like a lid
On spirits whom eternal boredom grips
In day time darker than night's eclipse.
â¦and without drums and music
Long hearses pass by slowly
In my soul.
When the world seems a dungeon damp and small
Where hope flies like a bat in circles reeling
Beating his timid wings against the wall
And dashing out his brains against the ceiling.
â¦and without drums and music
Long hearses pass by slowly
In my soul.
When trawling rains have made their steel-gray fibers
Look like the grilles of some tremendous jail
And a whole nation of disgusting spiders
Over our brains their dusty cobwebs trail.
- Album:
- Les Illuminations