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  • badly drawn boy'un the hour of the bewilderbeast albümünün son şarkısı.
  • judas priestin sad wings of destinysinde yer alan sakince sarkilardan biridir.

    the old man's sitting there, his head bowed down
    every now and then he'll take a look around
    and his eyes reflect the memory-pain of years gone by
    he can't regain nostalgic dreams he'll never see again

    with trembling hands, he wipes a tear
    many fall like rain, there's one for every year
    and his life laid out so clearly now, life that's brought death
    so nearly now life once he clung to dearly lets go

    but spare a thought as you pass him by
    take a closer look and you'll say
    he's our tomorrow, just as much as we are his yesterday

    a lonely grave, and soon forgot
    only wind and leaves lament his mournful song
    yet they shout his epitaph out clear
    for anyone who's passing near
    it names the person lying here as you
    and you...and you...and you...
  • (bkz: dawn patrol)
  • king crimson'un harika parçası, aynı zamanda "in the woods" tarafından da coverlanmıştır.
  • 1969 yilinda cliff jackson (gitar) jim mcgillivray (davul) ve bernd kolbe (bas) tarafindan kurulmus rock grubu. fritz randow da bir donem bu grubun davulculugunu yapmistir.
  • sanctuarynin into the mirror black albumunden bi parca ki ole bole degil
  • fates warning'in "the spectre within" albümünde yer alan mükemmel parça.parçanın hemen başında akustik gitar eşliğindeki mükemmel soloyla insanı daha birinci dakikadan itibaren mahfeden,sahip olduğu atmosferle insanı başka boyuta sürükleyen,lyricleriyle son darbeyi vuran bir başyapıt.

    epitaph
    isolation freezes my life, coldness grips my heart
    trapped within a world, a world apart.
    desolate am i, a tempest raging silently.
    lost a barren adrift at sea.

    catatonic state, it sharpens life's depressing edge
    the clamor draws me closer to the ledge
    as i gaze upon this burning world i curse this life.
    a life through which i'm hurled

    lies, lies upon this side and that
    truthless violence deception mourned by the wise.
    thousands of voices drowning out his own
    in a popular torrent of lies upon lies
    turn to stone.

    so intense the pain that has crawled
    from the bleeding corpse of pleasure.
    that feeds the worm the writhes
    inside my brain.
    in the deep of night it stirs again
    in the heart of the sleeper,
    from the crack of dawn i wake to curse
    the rising of the sun.
    every life is built on hope
    now my dreams have surely passed,
    inner voices haunt my numbered days
    darkness calls me with her laughs

    torn between life and death inertia
    fills my soul.
    no will to be nor pride to care
    reapers take your toll.

    strangers cast a menacing glance as
    existence i defy.
    shatter their dream like world i'm not
    afraid to die

    omen bird soars the desert land to the castle
    of idolence, there lies the shadow of a man.
    see the colored flowers and marble towers
    they fade to brown
    like the unknown inscribed in stone
    he's abandoned, abandoned flesh and bones
    he's lost in silence swallowed in vastness
    drowned in the depths of a meaningless
    past
  • daha once king crimson dinlememi$ insanlarin dinledikten sonra kendini yerlere aticagi $arki.
  • (bkz: veda şiiri)