Ignorant Mourning lyrics

While touring on a daily venture

To my dismay there was a misadventure

A mausoleum, but not a corpse kept

Instead olden books lined the walls that wept

Not with joy, but with mourning regret

These mastered works, how could they forget

Creations of ideas, inspirations on paper

Now shrouded in dust, and musty vapour

Bear them no pity, for pity is a loss

For pity cannot view their slumbered moss

Dare then to trek to this musty vault

The ignorance of inspiration, an unknowing fault