Terra Tegit Terram - Current 93

Into the falling of the starre

Or as the flights of eagles are

Or like the fresh springs gawdy hue

Or silverdrops of morning dew

Or like the wind that chased the flood

Or bubbles that all waters stood

Even such is man whose borrowed light

Is fast called in and paid tonight

The wind blows out the bubble dies

The spring entomb’d in autumn lies

The spring dries up the starre is shot

The flight is past and man is forgot

The spring dries up the bubble dies

The spring entomb’d in autumn lies

The well dries up and the starre is shot

The flight is past and man is forgot

And earth covers earth

And time tryeth truth

Earth covers earth

Time tryeth truth