Drunk with the nectar of submission, of submission
I feel nothing more, I feel nothing more than existence, than existence
A loneliness that will not come off
In the narcissism of the harbour we are lost
Vaster than night, my pride, my threat, my thrust
This is beyond, very fond. This is beyond. This is beyond.
This is beyond, very fond. This is beyond. This is beyond
Is this the final exorcism of an obsession, in the obsession?
Swept clean of the past and its errors, shall we take new roads?
We shall take new roads.
Look, lost vast night, tearing and loathing, thrashing without you
To the church of tomorrow, death is the martyr of beauty
Look, here is our runic wreath [I thought he said: "room in grief with fear"]...Look here!
2. He�s Disabled
APAPTED FROM JIM JONES SONG �HE�S ABLE�
As pilgrims here, we sometimes journey to who knows what, to who knows what?
Come and see this simple story that God forgot, that life forgot
Because of him this world has hope again
Because of him this world has got a friend
A friend that will eradicate all life�s false humanity
Helping one race, one creed to meet their need
So back all may see
That it�s all so wonderful to care
To love, to cull, to share
To love, to cull, to share
There, over there has gone
Goes and will go
The copper sun tarnishes with the years� tears
The golden, golden copper sun. Old eldest dead.
Over the blue, milky sea sky loss and lost, and losing
Do not weep, all of this is passing
All the birds wing and fall
Through the heavens
The cloudy clouds of snow and dew, and of smoke
Are shuddering reflection, vanishing with the dropped stone
Oh, I wait under the spaces, under the molten, under the star rain
The flashing, falling planets.
�Oh, do not weep, all of this is passing
To fail is human, to fall is human, to hope is human
Do not weep, as the sound disappears, as the rain falls, as the sky parts, as my tears fall
Do not weep, I shall wait for you�
Daedalus broken
Daedalus falling
Black angel, black angel
As you grow up
I want you to drink
From the plenty cup
Wrap your face in prayers
The ones you sent in dust
And know they never reached me
You know they never reached me
Every blemish helps my endear
Of this earthbound axis
Of stifling air, the stifling air
Through the winter�s woods
To the giddy edge of light
We shut the door on pain
Those tales are dead � dead forever
A wind must agree
To blow us on course
It can be quick to come
But, once it's gone � it�s gone forever
Through the winter�s woods
To the giddy edge of light
We are all in the vein
It is already too late
What do we witness?
What do we negate?
In this world of shadows
And sordid allusion
Through the winter�s woods
To the giddy edge of light
All this arrogance and ignorance will be washed away
Craving for tomorrow
Craving for today
By association I want, want everything
Through the winter�s woods
To the giddy edge of light
9. Ku Ku Ku
Open up you mind
And ku ku ku, baby
And time will stand still for you
Seize the end of time
And ku ku ku, baby
See, it will be mine
And ku ku ku, baby
I will bleed into the blind
So ku ku ku, baby
And time will stand still for you
Open up you mind
And ku ku ku, baby...
10. This is Not Paradise
Vocals: David Tibet
Many blurred dead king�s faces
Move photolike through time�s gape and gauge
The dull drum�s thud and drone
Is not heroic battlebeat
This is the grey clock�s cog
There are not the banners of heroes
Or flags we should fly
These are not proud pennants
These are the clothes of prisoned mind
These stumps of man on boxes
Are not the vox or voices
Of god or gods
They are the forms of the breaths of dust
This is the great ocean of birth and death
Kye ma kya ma
Oh paradise
Never lost and not to be gained here
These are not the heroes
These are not more than drenched earthtops
These are not more than you or I
Listen:
I swear by the blank of the moon
(Under the archen stars I stand alone)
I swear by the spiting streaming sun
These cups of fire, of watered scales
That cover our laughing round of spaces
Are nothing
Nothing
Like the mouse with horns
A fable full of lightless dark
You are now to me the lost queen
The new age and her train moves on
Behind the smiling lips concealed
The clacking jaws of gummy rictus
Not motionless but motionless
The savourless lines of open lies
Proclaim:
And I shall turn your eyes into tears
When all that�s left are the hollows of devotion
And out of vision we shall bring the void
Crowned with hoods, crying with hope
Eagle on arm and terror in eye
Resist and struggle your faith is a lie
And the death of dreams shall be a beautiful end
With the flowers of filth, wine, and fine men
Certain slips of the tongue
Are mixed with disappointment
With disappoint from start to end
Confront me with your dream
Confront me with your dream
Confront me with your dream
And love (lives?) so cruel, I curse
And I shall turn your eyes into tears
When all that�s left are the hollows of devotion
And out of vision we shall bring the void
Crowned with hoods, crying with hope
And the death of dreams shall be a beautiful end
With the flowers of filth, wine, and fine men
12. But, What Ends When the Symbols Shatter?
When life is but disappointment
And nothing is amusing
The one, wild hunt
For loneliness
Is a life without God
Is an end without love
Solace (soulless?) today
Solace (soulless?) tomorrow
We struggle for the joy
Oh, we struggle for the joy
That life is haunted by
That life is haunted by
It�s memories
It�s meaningless
Yearn to be gathered, cracked, and saved
A thought for a lifetime
A thought for a nighttime
But, what ends when the symbols shatter?
And who knows what happens to hearts
But, what ends when the symbols shatter?
And who knows what happens to hearts
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