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 Hyades shall sing,

Where flap the tatters of the King,

Must die unheard in - dim Carcosa.

Shall dry and die in - lost Carcosa.