Eternity hangs heavy A pendulum swings The deep bell rings low Through the void's mournful throat The deep bell rings low Head hung heavier still
Though, the inner scale, it denies a full tilt My body screams through the static The mind buckles, frantic And the burning tears cascade, thunder below
Forged in the blackest reaches of irony In front of me dangles the key My body screams through the static In front of me dangles the key
But through the dust a blossom breeze caresses my cheek A hand of winter dream and purest ivory Tears and dust run as the Styx beneath my feet And I feel the crystal ice voice whisper and repeat The gate has opened A passage for the weary And a bed for the weak And I weep
It hangs so heavy, eternity I lack the strength to rise from my knees
An echo rings in the silence A narrow of the eye
Eternity hangs heavy And so do I
I weep With the Styx beneath my feet The cold breeze It whispers and repeats The gate is open Rest your weary feet I weep While the Styx, it runs beneath
