The_Immortal歌词-NOOSPHERATU

The_Immortal歌词由NOOSPHERATU演唱，出自专辑《The Book of Los (by William Blake)》，下面是《The_Immortal》完整版歌词！

The_Immortal歌词完整版

The Immortal stood frozen amidst the vast rock of eternity

Times and times a night of vast durance

Impatient, stifled, stiffend, hardned Till impatience no longer

Could bear the hard bondage, rent rent, the vast solid

With a crash from immense to immense Crack'd across into numberless fragments

The Prophetic wrath, strug'ling for

Vent hurls apart, stamping furious to dust and crumbling with bursting

Sobs heaves the black marble on high into fragments

Hurl'd apart on all sides, as a falling Rock the innumerable fragments away

Fell asunder and horrible vacuum beneath him and on all sides round

Falling, falling! Los fell and fell sunk precipitant heavy down down

Times on times, night on night, day on day

Truth has bounds Error none falling, falling Years on years, and ages on Ages

Still he fell thro' the void, still a void found for falling day and night without end

For tho' day or night was not their spaces were measurd by his insesant whirls

In the horrid vacuity bottomless

The Immortal revolving indignant First in wrath threw his

Limbs, like the babe New born into our world wrath subsided

And contemplative thoughts first arose then aloft his head rear'd in the

Abyss and his down-ward-borne fall Chang'd oblique

The Immortal stood frozen amidst the vast rock of eternity

Times and times a night of vast durance

Impatient, stifled, stiffend, hardned Till impatience no longer

Could bear the hard bondage, rent rent, the vast solid

With a crash from immense to immense Crack'd across into numberless fragments

The Prophetic wrath, strug'ling for

Vent hurls apart, stamping furious to dust and crumbling with bursting

Sobs heaves the black marble on high into fragments

The Prophetic wrath

The Prophetic wrath, strug'ling for vent Hurls apart, stamping

Furious to dust and crumbling with bursting sobs heaves

The black marble on high into fragments

The Immortal revolving indignant First in wrath threw his

Limbs, like the babe New born into our world wrath subsided

And contemplative thoughts first arose Then aloft his head rear'd in the

Abyss and his down-ward-borne fall Chang'd oblique

Many ages of groans till there grew

Branchy forms organizing the Human into Finite inflexible organs

Till in process from falling he bore Sidelong on

The purple air, wafting the weak breeze in efforts oerwearied

Incessant the falling Mind labour'd Organizing itself till the

Vacuum Became element, pliant to rise

Or to fall, or to swim, or to fly Or to fall, or to swim, or to fly

With ease searching the dire vacuity