Songtexte Obsession - Susanna
Great
woods,
your
winds
oppress
me
like
the
heft
Of
great
cathedral
organs;
and
our
hearts
Shaken
with
dying
groans,
are
echo
chambers
Vaults
where
your
"De
Profundis"
still
vibrates
I
hate
you,
ocean,
all
your
bounding
tumults
I
find
within:
the
bitter
laughter
of
A
man
defeated,
all
his
sobs
and
insults
I
hear
resounding
in
the
sea's
vast
laugh
How
you
would
please
me,
Night,
without
those
stars
Whose
light
speaks
in
a
language
that
I
know?
I
only
seek
what's
empty,
black
and
bare
But
darkness
is
itself
a
canvas
where
My
eyes
project
a
thousand
vanished
souls
Who
look
at
me
with
a
familiar
air,
air
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