Patrick Wolf - Acheron Lyrics

[Verse 1]There is one end and one ending only to the river you writeIt is of the trees you felled in morass and fugueThe larcenous beasts who beseeched youOf birds who beak fed you the LetheBelow your demented lull the threnody coilsChaos begets chaosCloud concedes cloudViolence to violence, the sparks fly upward[Verse 2]No tideNo tideNo black to blue