la torture des ténèbres - somewhere in brockville, in a restroom stall lyrics

we thought that our civilization would last forever
that our volitional patterns would unfold in perfect synchronicity
that you and i would stand side by side in the gateway to oblivion
but in the eyes of gods, i am a mere reflection
a surrogate for the distillery district
and from the heavens, a rain of corpses descends
to bury all knowledge of my loss
swans upon swans upon swans