Deadland pt.2 Lyrics

Lakes of endlessly outspread
their lone waters - lone and dead
their still waters - still and chilly
with the snows of the lolling lily

By the mountains, near the river
murmuring lowly, murmuring ever
by the gray woods, by the swamp
where the toad and the newt encamp

By the dismal tarns and pools
Where dwell the Ghouls
by each spot the most unholy
in each nook most melancholy

Never its mysteries are exposed
to the weak human eye unclosed
it's my dreamland
it's my deadland

There the traveler meets aghast
Sheeted memories of the past

For the heart whose woes are legion
'Tis a peaceful, soothing region
for the spirit that walks in shadow
'Tis - oh, an Eldorado!