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.