of mine Like, Given to dreaming witches' lie It's sweet to close your weary eyes Given to pentacles and more Drunk with the blood of the whore Gimme
Shiny like marble kissed by sea Some Castaneda dreams By William Burroughs means Feeding the devil with a spoon It is the length Not the skill nor stealth
Kings adored, abhorred Apple, crown and sword Lions green and red By fire killed and wed One more day youA'll see Master good John Dee Wisdom's granted
For want of an angel For all the lead that you thought you turned gold There is something you still want to know Il Penseroso led you astray To the woods
bed of nails Down into the dark beneath the floors / Above the lights / Beyond the doors / You know my mind can be a whore / So IA'll bang it really
Ashen the world creates itself Up the branches down the roots Pecked at by birds By worms gnawed At the crossroads By the graves among the rowan
Oh do not wish for a thing 'Lest the gods punish you with it all The things youA're looking for you'll never find In this life For all the auguries vague
Kissed by a snake / You will give birth to a worm / That eats into the small black hearts / Pumping poison as it turns / Eyed by a basilisk / You will
Tune on Tune in And drop out Drenched in ye olde Teufelkunst Licked from perdition's mouth With steel beacons high Against the blood red sky
The earth becomes gold / And gold earth / A promise inhaled / With the breath of our birth / We chase the dragon / Trip the lights / Burning our eyes /
Well hail Caesar Horses in the Senate Where did the eagles fly Back in the German woods ? Lost by the walking wounded Fleeing the devils of the
All of the battles lost and won All of the things we've said and done Become the dark that wells beneath the floor Lost in a world that I don't know
One smile for love, one smile for hate And one for both in ecstasy One out of, one in our time One smile for pleasure, one for pain And one for both
Down on the street The night is a whore for dreams of fools Where things of old still turn to gold In hands of ghouls Oh I would castrate you a choir
Would you go with the babbling brook / All the way to the sea / Would you go with the whispering wind / Disappear silently With no goodbyes / Leave
Under the sea Dead cities in the dark Dreaming themselves to be Alive once more And in darkened rooms As vaulted tombs we hear them call As sea devours
Deep flows the stream Beneath the hills of Occident Dark as blood running through ages dim From beginning A'til the end In caves and grottoes spied Renounced
Darling There is an angel To teach you see With the eyes of Emerald Green For darling All love is witchery Godforsaken deviltry To draw our blood for