Disillusion The Porter-a Lament Lyrics

The Porter-a Lament Lyrics

I could bend the genius' course



Could give wisdom to the blunt



But I doubt they would be grateful







One wish, a breeze to blow over



the shelves and piles of souvenirs







If only they would come to see



Knowing ages pass before a tree



Will spoil us with complexity



They'd be worth a hall of memories







But it's fools I deal with day and night



Fools that only come for short insight



Though all of past hence waits



In sanctity's sweet embrace.







Hear my song of reverence



To the precious gifts that countenance



To clamber high and dig so deep



And seek what everyone should seek.







It's him again - the sullen -



With eyes in envy's mist and woe



Out for refuge in a glimpse of bliss







A short delusion



A frenzy grasp at nothingness



A frenzy grasp at nothingness:







Echoes pound so loud in me



Voices longing for tranquility



A course is set for stormy seas



Leading through the hall of memories







But it's fools I deal with day and night



Fools that only come for short insight



Though all of past hence waits



In sanctity's sweet embrace.







I could bend the genius' course



Could give wisdom to the blunt



But I doubt they would be grateful.