Lou Reed - The City In The Sea / Shadow Lyrics
Death has reared himself a throneIn a strange cityaloneDeath has reared himself a throneIn a strange cityaloneTheir shrines and palaces are not like oursThey do not tremble and rotEaten with timeDeath has reared himself a throneLifted by forgotten windsResignedly beneath the skyThe melancholy waters lieA crown of starsIn a strange cityaloneA heaven God does not condemnBut the everlasting shadowMakes mockery of it allNo holy rays come downLights from the lurid deep seastream up the turrets silentlyUp thrones, up arborsOf sculpted ivy and stone flowersUp domes, up spiresKingly halls all are melancholy shrinesThe columns, frieze and entablatureChokingly shockingly intertwinedThe mast the viol and the vineTwistedThere amid no earthly moansHell rises from a thousand thronesDoes reverence to deathAnd death does give his undivided timeThere are open templesand graves on a level with the wavesDeath looms and lookshugegiganticThere is a ripplenow a waveTowers thrown asideSinking in the dull tideThe waves glowing redderThe very hours losing their breathAll the cunning starswatching fitfully over night after night ofmatchless ........ sleepmatched only with the whole of dream .......The tell-tale beating of the heartthe ......... breathThe desire, the poseone poses upon the precipiceto fall to run to dive to tumble to fall downdown into the spiral down and thenOne sees one's own deathone sees one committing murder or atrocious violent actsand t