Have pity for the dead   Sleep has his house      And so all of your suffering   And all of your pain   All of your pleasures   And all of your gain   All of your losses   All of your pastures   All of your plains   All of your fields   All of your bodies   All of your joys   All of your countries   All of your flags   And all of your waters   All of your tunnels   All of your worlds   All of your seahorses   All of your breasts   All of your beasts   All of your dustmotes   All of your colours   All of your troubles   All of your rains   All of your comets   All of your moons   All of your birds   All of your rents   All of your marvels   All of your winds   And all of your nothings   All of your everythings   All of your gods   All of your angels   All of your masters   All of your slaves   All of your islands   All of your waves   All of your machines   All of your dreams   All of your laws   All of your loves   And all of the dead   Have pity for the dead   And sleep has his house   Sleep has his house   Overwhelm me   Overwhelm me   Forever   Forever   Sleep has his house