When for the mortal noisy day is done Lyrics

When for the mortal a noisy day is done

And on the silent city's mournful side

A veil of night descends, translucent spun

And sleep the day's reward draws softly nigh

For me those hours drag an endless night

While restless thoughts consume my weary mind

And serpents of remorse with burning bite

Twist through my heart a torturous winding bind

My dreams boil up a heavy dark despair

A flood of thoughts oppressive and unkind

And memory unfolds its endless scroll

I bear before my anguished tortured troubled mind

With loathing I reread my life's sad tale

And tremble, curse, and weep with bitter pain

But cannot wash away the mournful trail

Nor erase the sorrow that will ever remain