Funeral Sequence
๐ต 622 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:05 duration
๐ ID: 30615480
๐ Lyrics
Gather round, handmaidens of sorrow.
Sound the flute
Blow the horn
Pluck the lute
Forward, mourn!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
All Crete was at her feet
All Thrace was in her thrall
All Sparta loved her sweetness and gall
And Spain
And Greece
And Egypt
And Syria
And Mesopotamia
Oh, why should such a blossom fall?
Speak the spells
Strum the lyre
Toll the bells
Fill the pyre
I don't know about you, but I've suffered enough.
On behalf of the body, I'd like to thank you for a lovely funeral.
Ah, ah
All Crete was at her feet
But I shall weep no more
I'll find my consolation as before
Among the simple pleasures of war
Sound the flute
Blow the horn
Pluck the lute
Forward, mourn!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah
All Crete was at her feet
All Thrace was in her thrall
All Sparta loved her sweetness and gall
And Spain
And Greece
And Egypt
And Syria
And Mesopotamia
Oh, why should such a blossom fall?
Speak the spells
Strum the lyre
Toll the bells
Fill the pyre
I don't know about you, but I've suffered enough.
On behalf of the body, I'd like to thank you for a lovely funeral.
Ah, ah
All Crete was at her feet
But I shall weep no more
I'll find my consolation as before
Among the simple pleasures of war
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.56] Gather round, handmaidens of sorrow.
[00:07.01] Sound the flute
[00:11.89] Blow the horn
[00:14.93] Pluck the lute
[00:17.52] Forward, mourn!
[00:21.37] Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
[00:29.42] Ah, ah
[00:41.33] All Crete was at her feet
[00:43.44] All Thrace was in her thrall
[00:45.73] All Sparta loved her sweetness and gall
[00:51.19] And Spain
[00:52.99] And Greece
[00:54.39] And Egypt
[00:56.16] And Syria
[00:57.36] And Mesopotamia
[00:59.03] Oh, why should such a blossom fall?
[01:05.74] Speak the spells
[01:09.04] Strum the lyre
[01:12.82] Toll the bells
[01:16.17] Fill the pyre
[01:19.97]
[01:22.28] I don't know about you, but I've suffered enough.
[01:25.40] On behalf of the body, I'd like to thank you for a lovely funeral.
[01:31.74] Ah, ah
[01:39.20] All Crete was at her feet
[01:41.57] But I shall weep no more
[01:45.46] I'll find my consolation as before
[01:51.97] Among the simple pleasures of war
[01:54.76]
[00:07.01] Sound the flute
[00:11.89] Blow the horn
[00:14.93] Pluck the lute
[00:17.52] Forward, mourn!
[00:21.37] Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
[00:29.42] Ah, ah
[00:41.33] All Crete was at her feet
[00:43.44] All Thrace was in her thrall
[00:45.73] All Sparta loved her sweetness and gall
[00:51.19] And Spain
[00:52.99] And Greece
[00:54.39] And Egypt
[00:56.16] And Syria
[00:57.36] And Mesopotamia
[00:59.03] Oh, why should such a blossom fall?
[01:05.74] Speak the spells
[01:09.04] Strum the lyre
[01:12.82] Toll the bells
[01:16.17] Fill the pyre
[01:19.97]
[01:22.28] I don't know about you, but I've suffered enough.
[01:25.40] On behalf of the body, I'd like to thank you for a lovely funeral.
[01:31.74] Ah, ah
[01:39.20] All Crete was at her feet
[01:41.57] But I shall weep no more
[01:45.46] I'll find my consolation as before
[01:51.97] Among the simple pleasures of war
[01:54.76]