Such solace breathes, the heart,
After the shattering's art,
Such solace breathes, the heart,
After the breaking apart.
Life's embrace found,
When death does impart.
Such solace breathes, the heart,
After the shattering's art.
The bliss of prostration,
To the stone's station,
The bliss of prostration,
To the stone's station,
When self has departed,
In profound adoration,
When self has departed,
In profound adoration.
What loss can dismay,
If joys fade away?
What loss can dismay,
If joys fade away?
A man's true form,
In sorrow's sway,
A man's true form,
In sorrow's sway.
The night's mystery,
Who can relate to me?
The night's mystery,
Who can relate to me?
What became of the gathering,
After my decree?
What became of the gathering,
After my decree?
Life's embrace found,
When death does impart.
Such solace breathes, the heart,
After the shattering's art.
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