Still Falls The Rain
Performer(s): Black Sabbath



"Still falls the rain,the veils of darkness shroud the blackened trees
which, contorted by some unseen violence, shed their tired leaves
and bend their boughs toward a gray earth of severed bird wings
Among the grasses, poppies bleed before a gesticulating death
and young rabbits, born dead in traps, stand motionless
as though guarding the silence that surrounds and threatens to engulf all those that would listen 
Mute birds, tired of repeating yesterdays
terrors, huddle together in the recesses of dark corners
heads turned from the dead, black swan that floats upturned in a small pool in the hollow
There emerges from this pool a faint, sensual mist, that traces its way upwards 
to caress the feet of the headless martyr's statue 
whose only achievement was to die too soon, and who couldn't wait to loose
The cataract of darkness forms fully, the long black night begins
yet still by the lake a young girl waits
Unseeing she believes herself unseen
she smiles faintly at the distant tolling bell
and the still falling rain"