The Seventh Gate (The 7th Gate) - Consolation in Silence lyrics

goddess of weather - spins her wool in my ear gossip and woes of angels - i do hear unknown vile i keep inside dwindles and disappears - when she is by my side she sings her song her praise of life that i know not of my journal lay unopened in my lap it has not opened since the day i began to rot cannot someone smell my rot in the air? cannot someone smell my decomposition? cannot someone free me? free me as i live as i live but am dead i am dead