The Gates Of Slumber - The Mist In The Mourning lyrics

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How sorry the man with no home of his own<br />

Limping forever, sorry and stoned<br />

Clotted up blood that hangs on the bone<br />

And a withered dead voice that ever does moan<br />

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So sorry he cannot see his friends here today<br />

So sorry he is gone along his way<br />

Go down to the church, maybe you will pray<br />

And send him some love to speed him away<br />

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How dark is it now<br />

How lonely the day<br />

And none can know<br />

The that has been paid<br />

Grim is the voice that calls you to die<br />

He knows no one will be there to cry<br />

Alone on his way, gone down to die<br />

With a sad, sad soul, I have to ask why<br />

But my soul is worried and my heart can't rest<br />

I have too many roads and too many rests<br />

I will see you on that cold lonely shore<br />

And that day we will mourn, never no more