The Outer Dark by Cropsy Lyrics
I cannot believe in a paradise
Glorious, and undefiled
For gates all scrolled and streets of gold
Are tales for a dreaming child
I am too lost for shame
That it moves me unto mirth
But I can vision a Hell of flame
For I have lived upon the Earth
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps have expired
Life is a lamp with the glimmer gone
A dank and a darkened cave;
Yet still I swear by light of dawn
And not by the grip of the grave
For I would hurl your cities down
And I would break your shrines
And give the site of every town
To thistles and to vines
For all the works of cultured man
Must fare and fade and fall
I am the Dark Barbarian
That towers over all
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps have expired
My ruthless hands still clutch life –
Still like a shoreless sea
My soul beats on in rage and strife
You may not shackle me
Rear mighty temples to your god –
I lurk where shadows sway
Till, when your drowsy guards shall nod
To leap and rend and slay
My leopard eyes are still untamed
They hold a darksome light -
A fierce and brooding gleam unnamed
That pierced primeval night
Higher the walls of Nineveh
And no prouder then Babel's spires -
I bellowed from the desert way –
They crumbled in my fires
Glorious, and undefiled
For gates all scrolled and streets of gold
Are tales for a dreaming child
I am too lost for shame
That it moves me unto mirth
But I can vision a Hell of flame
For I have lived upon the Earth
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps have expired
Life is a lamp with the glimmer gone
A dank and a darkened cave;
Yet still I swear by light of dawn
And not by the grip of the grave
For I would hurl your cities down
And I would break your shrines
And give the site of every town
To thistles and to vines
For all the works of cultured man
Must fare and fade and fall
I am the Dark Barbarian
That towers over all
All fled--all done, so lift me on the pyre;
The feast is over, and the lamps have expired
My ruthless hands still clutch life –
Still like a shoreless sea
My soul beats on in rage and strife
You may not shackle me
Rear mighty temples to your god –
I lurk where shadows sway
Till, when your drowsy guards shall nod
To leap and rend and slay
My leopard eyes are still untamed
They hold a darksome light -
A fierce and brooding gleam unnamed
That pierced primeval night
Higher the walls of Nineveh
And no prouder then Babel's spires -
I bellowed from the desert way –
They crumbled in my fires