Letra de What Manner of Bliss?

What manner of land
Are we set upon? Do we stand upon?
Everywhere lay riches and the air is filled with song
Leisure in the garden before exile
And if it's all a dream then let us sleep a while
Would you rather return
To labor in vain?
Black factories and coal mines
To a city's endless rain?
In the shade of the
yew tree
The viper's kiss
Embraced by the
furies
What manner of bliss?