Casilda's Song

Along the shore the cloud waves break,

The twin suns sink behind the lake,

The shadows lengthen - in

Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars rise,

And strange moons circle through the skies,

But strange still is - lost

Carcosa. Songs that the

Hades shall sing,

Where flap the tatters of the

King, Must die unheard in - dim

Carcosa. ??

Shall dry and die in - lost

Carcosa.