Take them o'Death
And bear away
Whatever thou canst
Call thine own
Thine image stamped
Upon this clay
Doth give thee that
But that alone
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Take them o'Grave and let them lie
Folded upon thy narrow shelves
As garments my the soul laid by
And precious only to ourselves
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Take them o'Death
And bear away
Whatever thou canst
Call thine own
Thine image stamped
Upon this clay
Doth give thee that
But that alone
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
And bear away
Whatever thou canst
Call thine own
Thine image stamped
Upon this clay
Doth give thee that
But that alone
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Take them o'Grave and let them lie
Folded upon thy narrow shelves
As garments my the soul laid by
And precious only to ourselves
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Take them o'Death
And bear away
Whatever thou canst
Call thine own
Thine image stamped
Upon this clay
Doth give thee that
But that alone
Take them o'Great Eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Lyrics submitted by revontulet
Suspiria Lyrics as written by Roland Wurzer
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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