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The Big Sleep (for Halloween Set)
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song to the old poem 'The Sleeper' by Edgar Allen Poe; the_big_sleep_three_track PS-400 Old Poets- 5trackb
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Alternative • Other Alternative
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Peak #1
Peak in subgenre #1
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music copyright wbiro
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wbiro
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October 04, 2022
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MP3 9.8 MB • 192 kbps • 7:09
Story behind the song
song for Halloween to the old poem 'The Sleeper' by Edgar Allen Poe
Lyrics
At midnight In the month of June I stand Beneath the mystic moon An opiate vapor Dewey dim Exhales from out It's golden rim And softly dripping Drop by drop Upon the quiet Mountaintop Steals drowsily And musically Into The universal valley Oh lady bright Can it be right? This window Open to the night? The wanton airs From the treetops Laughingly through The lattice drop The bodiless airs A wizard's rout Flit through the chamber In and out And wave The curtain canopy So fitfully So fearfully! Above the cold And fringed lid 'Neath which your slumbering soul Lies hid And over the floor And down the wall Like ghosts The shadows rise and fall Oh lady dear Hast thou no fear? Why and what Are you dreaming here? Sure, you come over Far off seas A wonder To these garden trees Strange is thy pallor Strange thy dress Strange above all Thy length of tress And this All solemn silentness! My love, you sleep And may your sleep As it is lasting So be deep! Far in the forest Dim and old For you May some tall vault unfold! Some vault That oft has flung it's black And winged panels Fluttering back! Against whose portal We have thrown Many in childhood An idle stone! Thrilling to think Poor child of sin It was the dead Who groaned within! I pray to God That they may lie Forever With unopened eye While Pale-sheeted ghosts go by! My beauty sleeps, And may her sleep Bring us To our destinies! Words From: "The Sleeper" by Edgar Allen Poe
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