Twilight Two Thoughts In Rhyme "Gravities' Mine And I'm Prepared" Two Feet Meet In Rhythm Two Hands Did Find The Weak Link The Towers' Share Beneath Their
are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern in the sweltering night The mob moves like demons possessed Quiet in conscience, calm in their right Confident their
While they have been eating The rain has started falling, Gradually gathering in strength. What began a drizzle Has now become torrential, And doesn't
We gather demons in the mirror every day The bridge of darkness casts A shadow on us all All our sins to you we give this day Others wait their turn Their
did stand Chain up the demons set free Strange alchemy Gather the aimless and the feckless and the lame Hear the master summon up the spirits by their
[chorus] sit alone and watch the world fall down everybody gather round all the others are gagged and bound I found a way to display my strange
, agle, tetragrammaton, agyros, otheos, ischyros, athanatos, iehova, va, adonai, saday, homousion, messias, eschereheye their dreams are our fate gathered
speak Twelve birds flew straightways from my mouth I circled high above the sky Began to cry with piercing sounds A crowd gathered on the ground All speaking strangely through their
had gone to follow him and lost their way instead By dusk the boys had not been found and fear had turned to dread Two hundred men had gathered there
and I left my girl behind And when we landed in Greenock sure the people all gathered around And they said I was a rakish lad come to put their harvest
of scrubs. Getting clasped by the creepers of a tumbledown stone wall. Shattered gargoyles on the ground. Their eyes staring up on their pebble-drooling
There are things that happen To certain people when they're finally dead Many never end up resting in their deserved casket bed Cadavers in the wrong
you mind over matter gather 'round the sound Yeah, gather 'round the sound It don't get better, gather 'round the sound Come on, gather 'round the sound Put you mind over matter gather
my own eyes at precisely the moment the children had prophesized. Staring at the sun with their naked eyes turning bloody red miracles alive. Violently spinning around strange
Locked in mortal combat is Dr. Strange and The Genius Here son, he's no match, let that grafted wizard have it 'My Liquid Sword slashes straight through Dr. Strange
Outside the storm clouds gathering move silently along the dusty boulevard where flowers turning crane their fragile mane so they can in turn reach up
memories or hungry ghosts, gathered all their strength, to call for this storm? Deep-seated gardens, almost a labyrinth, walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad, perhaps this strange
Faces are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern in the sweltering night Mob moves like demons possessed Quiet in conscience, calm in their right Confident their