The God Of Sleep Has Made His House Lyrics by Current 93
Album : Sleep Has His House
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In a strange land
The god of sleep
Has made his house
Of marvellous design
Under a hill
There is a cave
Which of the sun
May nothing have
So that no man
May know aright
The point between
The day and the night
So that inward
There is no light
And so to speak
Of that without
There stands no
Great tree there about
Whereupon might
Crow or magpie alight
To call or to cry
There is no cock
To crow the day
Neither beast which
Might noise make
Upon the hill
But all around
There is growing
On the ground
Poppy which bears
The seed of sleep
A still water
All the time
Is running over
The small stones
And it gives
Great desire
To sleep
To sleep

And thus full of delight
Sleep has his house
In a strange land   The god of sleep   Has made his house   Of marvellous design   Under a hill   There is a cave   Which of the sun   May nothing have   So that no man   May know aright   The point between   The day and the night   So that inward   There is no light   And so to speak   Of that without   There stands no   Great tree there about   Whereupon might   Crow or magpie alight   To call or to cry   There is no cock   To crow the day   Neither beast which   Might noise make   Upon the hill   But all around   There is growing   On the ground   Poppy which bears   The seed of sleep   A still water   All the time   Is running over   The small stones   And it gives   Great desire   To sleep   To sleep      And thus full of delight   Sleep has his house