In
The Woods
"Heart Of The Ages" √ 1995
YEARNING THE SEEDS OF A NEW DIMENSION
Among hills I have wandered
Through forests so cold
Over mountains a raging thunder
followed the ways foretold
A request a "leave me be"...
Through the shape that I longed for...
Withering visions...
Bleeding to search for the more...
Behold the memories within,
A questful battle to win.
Towards which he is carrying,
The burden named destiny.
It is poundering proud on his shoulders.
Creating and Dreaming,
Is it all the same?
As I touch this flame...
...Of mine.
I await your call,
Trough body, spirit and mind,
I shine, I shine.
The forces of Prima Mater.
Unite us this heathen night,
Yearning your unknown mysterious beauty.
(Pride and might!)
Among hills, we do wander.
Through the forests so cold.
Crossing mountains of raging thunder,
followed our way untold.
HEART OF THE AGES
The surrounding walls for yet unknown qualities.
Have you ever been gifted to watch upon them?
Or the elements, so oppressive, but still not known.
Was there ever this moment they cared to let you inside?
Mother Natures son or just a savage diving into
the wilderness, we do adore so much?
There were times of hesitation and of union...
They did enjoy the combination when one hand was
given ingratitude or even?
Will the era come...? That of, whn man shall
become aware of Her ways and his instants.
Literature may hold the final words for a glorious
reunion, but do gather forces and...
strive for knowledge wide.
Await my gentle coming "journey", for...
...Once, when all those in the circle as four
greets a welcome through the Entrance, I
will be this one who gathers up with them,
and then to become their fifth and last
comrade of spirituality.
Forever, and into the oblivion of infinity.
IN THE WOODS
Prologue
Pagan myths from the deep, eternal forests.
A true malancholic atmosphere,
Haunts this hidden world.
Where men, for hundreds of years,
Have immortalized their cult.
Moments of...
Down in the forest.
Or, wherever we may care to trend,
We are Gods.
Do not follow us as always, present icons.
Of your very own consciousness.
...Monarchs ...Queens ...
This we do know where our lands are laid down.
With strenght of faith, (for honour),
We shall reign forever in lojalty,
For we are Gods, do not obey us...
Epilogue
One with this world,
This is where I long to be.
MOURNING THE DEATH OF AASE
(Instrumental)
WOTANS RETURN
Sing for me
To lift above in all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me,
In the deepest release.
Travelling through honour.
Travelling through strenght.
Voyage, floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom.
Feelings for the lost` winds.
Winds which howl reverse.
Remote, the fields of oddities adours.
But we will still appear in of mail,
And still obhterate these old origins.
While dreaming a thousand choirs yell their hails,
Towards faithfulness.
Become one with the weapons.
Sword and soul.
Wotans Return!
Travelling through honour,
Travelling through strenght.
Feelins for the lost` winds.
Winds which howl reverse.
PIGEON
(Instrumental)
THE DIVINITY IF WISDOM
Seek within your own kind of depths,
and tell me the tales of what thousand lies.
Yet, I have withered, but Ive grown again,
and designes my own blackness to judge.
For as we all are aware of this suffering pain,
it drowns in this planets mortality.
Grand changing cosmos offers to man in itself,
myths greater than those unexplored.
If the light will seem as dark as the day,
even though my dreams were laid down for ashes,
and the fates never were stated, nor told.
Even then I will allow myself the treasures
of excistence...
Related with my own balance of knowledge.
I am divined from the pain and the pleasure,
which has been gained from...
all thoughts and memories (from thoughts and memories
obscured).
As I feel the Divinity of wisdom,
float inside the veins.
I am me. Master, but not divine.
In
The Woods
"A Return To The Isle Of Men" √ 1996
The Wings Of My Dreamland
I will never feel
tired
Nor fall asleep
When these wings
at first embraced my heart
They would never
again leave
once it was my
dream
Now it is my soul
Prima Mater
unveiled her unknown depths
My kingdom is
eternal
Tell De Dode
Tidens sur vil ei
leges
Thre fremfor alt
I kamp med sjel,
med styrke og hat
Et knos som
regjerer
Tar over sinnets
makt
Bak skygger lurer
helhet og tap
Vidder falt i tuke
Kalde like pu
frossen mark
Menn viker didens
kraft
I en tid, fylt av
sjelens under
Blod of turer
filger
Natten
En frykt som
gjemmes bort
Bak ett slir,
gudsforlatt i svart
Sverdarmer svinges
Og stolthet far
vure forfedres rot
Vi sverget,
at mot i en feid
skal ei svikte
ditt egenmanns
blod
Forbli da heller
sjelelis!
Did, Tomhet og
Svik..
..Blir senket som
stul
Menn krever slaget
Menn knuser "tro"
Ja, Menn krever
diden
diden og fallet
for kristenmannsblod
Hedensk vi alltid
vil seire
Og Hedensk vi
alltid vil tro
Symbolet vil beres
for styrke
Styrken som
overgur alt.
Vi har tapt horder
til fiendes blot
Men nur vi stur
samlet
fortelles det av
egenhendig visdom at;
Den som intet
vuger, intet vinner.
Balder's tegn sur
hiyt
En ny era vil
stige
Det har blitt
fortalt
som i ett eldre
sagn
Med feighet skal
feighet forvises
Tell De Dide!
In The Woods...
Pagan Myths
From the deep,
eternal forests
A true melancholic
atmosphere
Haunts this hidden
world
Where men for
hundreds of years
Have immortalized
their cult.
One with this
world
This is where I
long to be ......
Creation Of An Ancient Shape
See this form of
darkness
and search its
endless feast
Floating through
this storm
immortal histories
Cold and
destructive
Wisdom which
hailed from the north
crushing all good
With a touch of
bare skin
Spread total fear
through them hordes
As chaos strikes
and weakness dies
Armed in iron
weapons
Die to reach the
sky
Brave men into
battle
Allfather, greet
me in your hall
A creation
All it will rise
again
Warriors strive
for vengeance
Ancient shapes of
creation
Wotan's Return
Sing for me..
To lift above in
all these fallen walls,
And bleed for me
In the deepest
release.
Travelling through
honour
Travelling through
strength
Voyage floating
centuries keeps the key for wisdom
Feelings for the
"lost" winds
Winds which howl
reverse
Remote, the fields
of oddities odours
But we will still
appear in coats of mail,
And still
obliterate these "old" origins,
While dreaming, a
thousand choirs spell their hail
Towards
faithfulness, become one with thee weapons.
Sword and soul
Wotan's Return
Heart Of The Ages
The surrounding
walls for yet unknown qualities.
Have you ever been
gifted to watch upon them?
Or the elements,
so oppressive, but still not known.
Was there ever
this moment they cared to let you inside?
Mother Nature's
son or just a savage diving into
the wilderness, we
do adore so much?
There were times
of hesitation and of union...
They did enjoy the
combination when one hand was
given ingratitude
or even?
Will the era come
...? That of, when man shall
become aware of
Her ways and his instincts.
Literature may
hold the final words for a glorious
reunion, but do
gather forces and..
strive for
knowledge wide.
Await my gentle
coming "journey", for...
...Once, when all
those in the circle of four
greets a welcome
through the Entrance, I
will be this one
who gathers up with them
and then to become
their fifth and last
comrade of
spirituality.
Forever, and into
the oblivion of infinity.
...And All This From Which Was And Will Never Come Again... (Child
Of Universal Tounge)
Come with me, yes
let us make our journey
Tread over the
treshold to enter this world
Far beyond
humanity
And if you live to
see
-all this and much
more-
Will become
a part of your
earthly being
Bathe yourself in
these forgotten
shadows from
the past
And at the last
stairs of your
infinite search
you will
experience this ultimate
knowledge
It's so strange,
and yet so simple
Written on a piece
of paper aeons ago
And in years to
come,
I will be someone
else
But still the same
ever changing
This burden will
always be present, leaving
stains of pride
within your mind
A pride you will
bare of your shoulders
until death ... do
you ... part
The entirety I am
yearning, I urge for
Where sense is
I passed it a
thousand times, left it all
behind
In search for
more
Like children
wandering
childhoods
meadows
Evolving
stronger and
still
Behaving like
fools
For the sun shall
shine upon you
Child of universal
Tounge
Conceive this fact
as real
and join this
humble presence
Take part
Join this humble
presence of mine
When you then
become a part and have
gained all
imaginable knowledge,
it will become
like a heavy chain
around your neck
In
The Woods
"Omnio" √ 1997
299 796 km/s
Not long ago-in
mind-
we picked our
choice
and we gathered
together
-greeted nature by
storm
our bodies layed
down
as we fell...
And our faces
turned
away from the
earth
we trembled into
the
world of dreams
The cradle of
imagination
Our knowledge was
complete
all our needs
fulfilled
we could not feel
a fairytale so
unreal for adventures like me and you being nothing but
shadows of our
mortal selves I a way, I perceive myself as my own god my
own master and my
own slave I am but a thrall towards my own desires Just
when it all seems
so hopelessly to break free from what I have done I will
try, do it all
over again, and flow
with the waves
like the
sun I draw
parallels
between intuitions
and
instincts I
carried since
dawn when dusk
comes, I would
like
to see I was
wrong,
though I still am
a
thrall towards my
own
desires
oceans of
infinity...
-one shall seldom
witness
such forces in
motion
one shall seldom
take
their part
-we join and we
breath genesis and
revelation
whatever that
happened as
we came along
-for we stepped
into
what we had
remembered
as the world of
dreams
-the source of
imagination
we crawled out
from
our drunken sleep,
though we could
not understand
from heaven to
hell
one shall seldom
witness such
forces
in motion
one shall seldom
take their part
we joined and
breathed
genesis and
revelation
whatever that
happened
like an infant
still
crawling in it's
mother's
womb A jesus
christ
whom never left..
Not long ago, in
mind,
we picked our
choice
-gathered together
and
greeted nature by
storm
from heaven to
hell
from all to none,
and father to son
I Am Your Flesh
My eyes are closed
I feel alone
there is something
inside me
dripping and
screaming
how can I feel
love
when love was
something
I never had?
talk to me-do you
know
me, and who I am
I am your flesh,
remember me
tell me who I am,
and I will tell
you
what is behind
that
door; there is a
child
who is waiting for
you
No one to touch
no one to hold
I am alone,
fighting
against this
disease
I lost my eyes
I lost my head
I lost my flesh
and
my heart
-who made me? you
made me
I lost my blood
I lost my love
I lost my
feelings, and
I am losing my
mind
The child's blood
was made
by you, do not
blame him
the killing were
made by you,
do not blame him
Closed my eyes,
left me
alone-remember
A drug composed
with
the things that
you do
drowning in words,
though
they never came
through
Kairos!
The moment that
your senses play a part
-when all of them
caress a new impression
Somewhere deep
within your heart
like qualities of
permanent obsession
Can you conquer
your emotional delay
can you draw
tomorrow's history today
can you feel the
tide is turning
can you overcome
the yearning
-or will you
blindly obey?
Break
through-embrace the light of Kairos!
Behaving
unwillingly like a recording machine
All these
emotional standards reduced to leftovers of a dream
Is everything just
like it seemed to be
moments ago who am
I, where have I been,
and how will I
know?
Have you ever had
a date with an oracle
that told you some
of her secrets?
The only breed in
the following term;
-share them with
reasoning creatures
...what if, and
you won't know anything
about it before
you do-if you have.....
Weeping Willow
if the earth was a
willow
and you were one
too
-would earth be
weeping
so gentle and
true?
if i was the
garden
whereas you could
grow
-would you hand me
your brAnches
and grant me your
love?
in between the
lines of your story-flowing through
the pages of a
book so well prepared the
words leave more
than ashes from your pencil
when it speaks of
tiny stories that happened
through these
years
I swear that your
present reality-disillusioned
obscurity? -will
gently wipe away the tears
of wasted seeds
how Can we go
through this
-with wounded wing
before we learned how to fly
how can i control
desires
-when desires
burns on a chilly autumn Night?
i will try and
make you imagine;
the aura where
they stand
is filled with
little secrets
-as written in the
sand
Naked as a child
at birth
a question in
disguise
an oasis in a
lonely desert
where lonely
unknown lands lie
from here and into
infinity
-humble and
timeless
philosophy-you
gently wept away the tears
of wasted seeds
all the days that
have left me
and the species i
have seen
ahead days will
follow
-it was only a
dream
though my garden
is growing
under skies out of
blue,
and it changes
Each season
both in colours
and in truth
you should know
that a willow
-a weeping bed's
pillow-
until all days are
through
the rain that fall
on your branches,
Just yearning
for a source to
feed it's primal need
can maKe your
beauty blossom from within
with flowers
blowing
in the wind-and in
seasons to follow....
Omnio?
These eyes, do you
hide behind these
cold blue eyes?
I know I want to
know
The light, driven
by the pale blue skies
I go where to go
Despised, and
driven by
these echoed eyes
I know where to go
A sign, written by
these tear stained
eyes
I go do go
blurred were my
eyelines, hindering...
-to touch omnio
so let me belong,
eat me raw,
stick me empty
with your hungry
claws-bring me light
can you feel the
tension?
set me free from
this sleep,
leave me be to
judge my own
creation-bring me love
and as I burned my
fragile skin
-touched omnio
All this can not
go on anymore,
these thorns
they tear me to
pieces
The sign is given
your sign is given
I am illusioned
feed my lust and
hunger-my addiction
the thought of a
naked appearance
facing
the rest of the
world, left me in
chaos-a prey
without a common address
drowning in salt
water- can do
nothing at all
I am left here
begging for mercy...
In this room; when
I found images of
poetry; I lost my
deed, my shelter and
my pain did they
leave you
unstained?
you may swallow
all my precious lies
you may stay and
you may follow me
further down the
thin and
crumbling line
I bleed for my
loss and hunger
-my addiction
though the thought
of a
naked appearance
leave in me the
wonders and words
Can burdens
relieve me from slumber
in unpleasant
worlds?
Can the essence of
bone regard me
re-birth?
bardo
These eyes, did I
die behind these
cold blue eyes?
Did I know
where to go?
This light,
eclipsed in a worn disguise
did glow even
though my cries were
driven by
those echoed lies
No where to roam
Open my eyes,
enlightened
the child that
whispered bardo
omnio
Let me belong, eat
my raw,
stick me empty
with
your hungry
claws-bring me light
can you feel the
tension burning?
The soundtrack of
our lives,
on an early April
morning,
may be able to
re-define
the standards of
this restless emptiness...
Carved out of
velvet, draped in truth
-to reach omnio
Let me be strong,
let me
draw all the lines
that fall upon the
floor-bring me life
let me feel
electric tension
I am greater,
taller and a thousand times
smaller
From a ghost that
told you where to go
to a piece of
flesh that need to know
And as I turned my
fragile skin
-I reached omnio
I have gathered
bricks throughout a
lifetime
to build a house
where I will live
The door is where
I write these words
-the window where
I forgive
Restlessly I
searched the hallway
for the truth of
yesterday
But changes cast
their ugly shadows
-the basement is
there host today
is this the omnio
I have been
searching for?
In
The Woods
"Strange In Stereo" √ 1999
Closing In
Where there used to be a wax-candle
Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man
Working in the shadows of a midnight land
Where words were sealed with feathers on
Rough papers like a symbol of the present
Madness and its demand this absence
Is more than I can handle in lack of a
Seveninch candle desperately waiting for a
Woman to abuse me and amuse me with sharpened
Fingernails - thorns in modelled trance
I would like to crawl underneath your
Skin revel in forbidden and ferocious
Sin touch your breath feel the
Satisfaction - there is nothing like a stunning
Piece of nighttime attraction we would
Bring in some species of nature - if you
Were closer now - throw them right
Across this room - if you were closer now
(???) the laws no words upon our lips -
If you were present now - celebrate our
Presence until now - I feel you're
closing in somehow
Join in - the mysteries of heaven
Miserable, optional doors maybe sell
Our fortune to a devil on the way
Abusement that turn us into slaves
A song about the words so commercially
Despised - prostitution trapped them in a
Corner of my life - lines
Though I know a place where
They still can be written down and
Blossom like only spring can do when winter
Has been around So come with me and
The pleasures of mine - we'll walk the
Drawn fields, expose the secrets of life
There is no simple desire
Only harvesting of your rare fruit
To many words I cannot put words to
To many movements I cannot hide
Cell
I want to flee
A pause from the dim
Where are the thought that I saved?
Trapped in an old silent film
They runned the usual tests
Tiny, tiny veins
Yet flow so constant and strong
I saw my life in red
They'll never forget
These cells of mine
How can they forgive
That I figured the code they carried
I want to flee
A pause from the dim
He gave me a stone
And I went to sleep
Vanish In The Absence Of Virtue
I spoke so well that evening
I sang so well of light
Wish I may wish I might
Have this wish I wish tonight
The more we sang of wonders
The more we drank our wine
Suddenly a ghost appeared
The clock sang number nine
We spoke from end of table
His majesty, the chief
- You shall take what you deserve
From comfort and relief
This words combined with manhood
- In alcohole entwined -
Made all the saying into jokes
And good eyes into blind
I tried to taste their warfare
- My lips could barely move
When I did as much as I could do
To fit into their groove
But as it proved impossible
To satisfy their needs
I solved my little problem
And accomplished all my deeds
For I spoke so well that evening
I sang so well that night
Wish I would
Wish I could be swallowed
By your
light
Basement Corridors
Words can never justify
That I have never spoken
Communication broken
I try to understand
My wordless, little language
Is all you'll ever need
To reach the bottom of my basement
She'll guide you through her midnight hall
And offer you a place on the
Gallery wall
Perhaps you'll hear 'bout our history
She quotes from texts on papyrus
You gladly follow when she takes
Your hand and lead you further down
The corridor
You peeled the fruit but threw away
The stones
did it taste sweet?
Ion
Here I am
Back again to save you
I am the incarnation of all that is pure
Of all that is you
The island in your ocean so cruel
I am warmth
Your guiding star and the wheel in your car
I am all that you are
And you will never get far
Without my presence
But you can never have me
The words I bring and the song I sing
- Chaos cannot charge the breed of order
You'll never be able to reach me
The tales I tell of our stereo-hell
- We're doomed to be a first decree of murder
This is how I want it to be
I cannot escape and you will never get
Rid of me We ride the
Decadence of culmination
Tomorrow we may hunt down revelation
If tomorrow comes
For the chosen ones...
We are the poles and the world is our feast
Generally More Worried Than Married
What is addiction with absence of drug
What is grey without the presence of white
Days remain hollow with absence of night
When I fell into my absence and knew
Not what to do
I made a can of coffee - smoked a
Cigarette or two This is like a
Hunger - This day is lake a feast
A last supper to materialize the
Wasted, slumbered beast in the closet
She lives in the attic
- A floor in between
My room and the comets -
Of chaos and dreams
I'm awaiting the crack of dawn - the smell
Of morning - where the sound of her
Footsteps can comfort and cure
It takes quite a while to get things
In perspective A bleak, coloured tile
Upon the wall - so pale and objective
But how would I gain from this knowledge
When I know not where to go
Path Of The Righteous
Empty...
It cuts me like a razor
I am feeling cold as ice
Deep into the brain I can see
The skin of an old man
I am trying to understand
These strange eyes
End the voices in my head
Your arrows have touched me
Your right hand is too heavy on me
Because you are punished
You're indignant
There is nothing fresh on my body
Bleeding wounds are killing me
Release me from my hate
End, show me the way
Out of this pain
In the shadow of your wings
I seek humankind shelter
I can see the earth
I can see the sun
Everything is clear in my heart
I can see the moon
I can see the son
Everything is clear in my world
Dead Man's Creek
We've got electric light - electric sight
Electric mother river
You float on down from town to town where they
Think they are in a certain charge
Moody angels and a little tree-goat
- We might even try and we might even float
Far up in the sky where mother Sun put her rays
We can see the garden flow with its electric face
And the knowledge we gained from clouds
Gone insane is the rhythm of the ol' triangle
To gather up some rain
C'mon, the river rape them
- Slaves of the moon
And the monster will turn up in the end
To settle down next June
So, why do they strive across their stream of lies
For they might turn vital, mean and wild
And we'll turn them into matchsticks that'll burn
Them 'till they die
I will leave far tonight You'd better find another
Clown for your circus to feed our common enlightenment...
Through and
throughs
Titan Transcendence
One week have passed, my weary widow
- Perfume for the harbour-boat
Relieve me from your neck of marble
Release me when your limbs afloat
Follow yours and catch the diamonds
Before all hell reveals to thee
I cannot strive for understanding
As there is nothing more for me
I will never feel one moments sadness
For the days we never shared
As I have left the grip of changes
With you, my everlasting madness
By The Banks Of Pandemonium
I urged for a walk in the garden on a tranquil
Dawn in June The silence caused by man himself
And chaos by the moon The snake was dragged
In leather black - as draped in common conscience
Aestethically he crawled away from a neighborhood
Of nonsense
Materialized a howling dog neglected by the
Captain's log and flogged into obedience
- Now he's my brother too
Down along the banks there was this brittle, little
Girl that never begged to be released into a
Derailed world Being chained to the lies of
A universal order she's now - like the snake +
Dog - my innocent, pre-whacked brother
But the grass is still green
- If you know what I mean
(Just like the blood runs red
And you know you are a-dying)
With a head filled to the brim
Of their legalized lead
For when the heat becomes to heavy
They will pack their bags and leave
You easily reveal the sins of brothers so naive
(This fable is a damned one - you will damn it, believe...)
In
The Woods
"Three Times Seven On A Pilgrimage" √
2000
Seed Of Sound
(instrumental)
Karmakosmik
Waiting is been
Waiting for a word
I Never heard
A word that lie in
between the lines
Of a poem that died
Seconds before it materialized
Like a foreign sound from
An unknown town
-it makes the earth go 'round and
around
A chair in her room was a tower
From where she was watching
She peeled through the window
And spinned
Opened the door, said;
Come inside
Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see
Do you see what you like
Do you like what you see
Come walk with me for a while
My child
There's a word I have heard
And it's deeply absurd
-The rhythm among you and the
rhythm within, have traveled 'long
the same road while you've
wondered where you've been.
The seed of an old star
Is the beat of a new
The stones you choose to turn
Holds the one's the karma about you earn
And if boredom is joy, you're a
Stranger - a toy in
the hands of the few
Of the one's you once knew
If it's all just a game-
Every day remains the same
Epitaph
The wall on which the
prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams
Where every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams
Will no one lay the lauren wreath
As silence drowns the screams
Confusion
Will be my epitaph
-as I crawled and cracked
an open path
if we make it,
we can all sit back and laugh
-but I feel tomorrow I'll be crying
Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known
Knowledge is a deadly friend
If no one sets the rules
The fate of all mankind I see,
Is in the fools
Empty Room
An empty room
What are we living for
It is for you
It is for me
Another weak soul
-why is it so hard
Is home far from here
Can you tell me
Whar are we living for
I am lost in a prison
-in my old thoughts
My hands are tied
I cannot reach the end
A part of me
Is falling apart
And finally I understand
We all cannot be saved
How can I give you love
When you never understand
What's behind these buildings
How can I show you feelings
When you're living in a combination
Of fear
Forgive me because my eyes are
Shaved forgive me because my
Head is shaved forgive me
Because my blood is boiling forgive
Me because my skin is bleeding
Sorrow's been taking my soul away
I'm lost in a cave
-in my own thoughts
my hands are tied
I cannot reach light
They're hunting me while
I'm trapped
Inside this useless body
They're possessing me
It is a prison on the wrong
Side of mankind
Let me be
Free at last...
Let There Be More Light
Far far far away way
people heard him say say
I will find a way way
there will come a day day
something will be done
Then at last the mighty ship
descending at a point of flame
made contact with the human race at no time
Now now now is the time time
time to be be be aware
Not as far the solar bear
in human role revealed to him
a living soul of heavenward forever
Sunlight, something in my eye
something in the sky
waiting there for me
The antelope grows hurling back
the servicemen would like to sigh
the memory went flowing rounds
as Lucy in the sky
Oh oh did you ever know
no never ever will they ascend
Summoning in his cosmic powers
and flowing slightly from his toes
psychodelic nations fly
Child Of Universal Tongue
It's so strange, and yet so simple
Written on a piece of paper aeons ago
And in years to come,
I will be someone else
But still the same ever changing
This burden will always be present, leaving
stains of pride within your mind
A pride you will bare of your shoulders
until death... do you... part
The entirety I am yearning, I urge for
Where sense is
I passed it a thousand times, left it all behind
In search for more
Like children wandering childhoods meadows
Evolving stronger and still
Behaving like fools
For the sun shall shine upon you
Child of universal Tongue
Soundtrax For Cycoz (1st ed)
(instrumental)
White Rabbit
One pill makes you larger
Arid one pill makes you small
The ones that mother gives you
Don't so anything at all
Ask Alive when she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
You know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smokin'
Caterpillar have given you the call
Call Alice when she was just small
When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you just had some kind of
Mushroom and you mind is moving
Slow-go ask Alice I think
She'll know when logic and
Proportion had fallen sloppy dead
And the white knight is talking
Backwards-the red queens off with her head
Remember what the door mouse said:
Feed your head.
Mourning The Death Of Aase
a-a and so on and so on...
If It's In You
Yes I'm thinking of this, yes I am
Puddle town, Tom was the
Underground
Hold you tighter, so close yes
You are
Please hold on to the steel
Rail
Pamela with gloves
He isn't loved on Sunday's mail
All the fires croak Henrietta
-she's a mean go-getterm go to
write her a letter
Did I wink of this
Yes I am, yummy yummy yum.
don't
Yummy yum yum yum
Yes I'm thinking of this in steam
Skeleton kissed the steel rail
Flead in Pamela
-chugging along with a
funnel of steam
All the fires croak Henrietta
She's a mean go-getter, go to
Write her a letter
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