drael
25-07-2008, 11:07 AM
Okay, lyrics:
Totem on the timeline:
At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,
Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.
At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,
Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.
Signs, you know i see them all the time.
Time: Just a fraction of a sign.
Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline.
Unwelcome foreign hands,
are very hard to find.
And hangman also die,
in famagusta's hive.
Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline.
Unwelcome foreign hands,
are very hard to find.
And hangman also die,
in famagusta's hive.
Magick:
Magick, without tears
Magick, without tears
Magick, without tears
The magick-al vaneer
The way to mother noose
The way to suck an egg
The way to golden dawn
The way to Koh Phangan
The glitter on the snow
the place to always go
Do what you will
Do what you will
As above, so below:
Sailing silver waves, trough the skies and round your eyes
And in the pockets ot the tide a meeting place by night
Sequin covered swans, that are used to make their own mosaic's
A ceremony comes:
An exponential fate
The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowly come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below
A whiporwhill will in flight, turns east towards westphalia
Insearch of lost time, with the magic of true light
Tone zodiac in tune, with the fossils of our themepark
And falling from the seams, is a steeple swarmed light
The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowla come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below
Galloping galloping beams faster...
Joining together and still faster...
Onwards past never and still faster...
Always past never and still faster...
Forgotten works:
The tomb crew bring sugar oil
We'll meet at the mirrored statue
Margaret my girl, standing on air
That is my name. That is my name.
Light the bridges with the lantern,
you know somethings going to happen (x2)
The tomb crew bring sugar oil
We'll meet at the mirrored statue
Margaret my girl, Standing on air
That is my name. That is my name.
Light the bridges with the lantern,
you know somethings going to happen (x4)
Golden Skans:
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
Set sail from sense, bring all her young.
Set sail from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
We sailed from sense, brought all our young.
We sailed from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand
.....
Comments?
Totem on the timeline:
At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,
Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.
At club 18-30 i met Julius Caesar,
Lady Diana and Mother Theresa.
Signs, you know i see them all the time.
Time: Just a fraction of a sign.
Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline.
Unwelcome foreign hands,
are very hard to find.
And hangman also die,
in famagusta's hive.
Cerebella sitting on the totem timeline.
Unwelcome foreign hands,
are very hard to find.
And hangman also die,
in famagusta's hive.
Magick:
Magick, without tears
Magick, without tears
Magick, without tears
The magick-al vaneer
The way to mother noose
The way to suck an egg
The way to golden dawn
The way to Koh Phangan
The glitter on the snow
the place to always go
Do what you will
Do what you will
As above, so below:
Sailing silver waves, trough the skies and round your eyes
And in the pockets ot the tide a meeting place by night
Sequin covered swans, that are used to make their own mosaic's
A ceremony comes:
An exponential fate
The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowly come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below
A whiporwhill will in flight, turns east towards westphalia
Insearch of lost time, with the magic of true light
Tone zodiac in tune, with the fossils of our themepark
And falling from the seams, is a steeple swarmed light
The dance of the cosmos shows
The stitches of space that slowla come and go
The dance of the cosmos shows, as above, so below
Galloping galloping beams faster...
Joining together and still faster...
Onwards past never and still faster...
Always past never and still faster...
Forgotten works:
The tomb crew bring sugar oil
We'll meet at the mirrored statue
Margaret my girl, standing on air
That is my name. That is my name.
Light the bridges with the lantern,
you know somethings going to happen (x2)
The tomb crew bring sugar oil
We'll meet at the mirrored statue
Margaret my girl, Standing on air
That is my name. That is my name.
Light the bridges with the lantern,
you know somethings going to happen (x4)
Golden Skans:
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
Set sail from sense, bring all her young.
Set sail from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand.
We sailed from sense, brought all our young.
We sailed from where we once begun.
While we wait, while we wait.
A hall of records, or numbers, or spaces still undone.
Ruins, or relics, disciples and the young.
Light touch my hand, in a dream of Golden Skans, from now on.
You can forget our future plans.
Night touch my hand with the turning Golden Skans,
From the night and the light, all plans are golden in your hand
.....
Comments?