Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
—
Darkness it pulls so tight around us
Antidotes to all our years of pain
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
—
Darkness it pulls so tight around us
Antidotes to all our years of pain