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