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Do you know the warm progressUnder the stars?Do you know we exist?Have you forgotten the keysTo the kingdomHave you been borne yetand are you alive?Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths
Of the agesCelebrate symbols from deep elder forestsHave you forgotten the lessonsOf the ancient warWe need great golden copulationsThe fathers are cackling in treesOf the forestOur mother is dead in the seaDo you know we are being led toSlaughters by placid admiralsand that fat slow generals are gettingObscene on young bloodDo you know we are ruled by T. V.The moon is dry blood beastGuerrilla bands are rolling numbersIn the next block of green vineAmassing for warfare on innocentHerdsman who are just dyingO great creator of beingGrant us one more hour toPerform our artand perfect our livesThe moths and atheists are doubly divineand dyingWe live, we dieand death not ends itJourney we more into theNightmareCling to lifeOur passion'd flowerCling to Cunts and cocksOf despairWe got our final visionBy clapColumbus groin gotFilled with green deathI touched her thighand death smiledWe have assembled inside this ancientand insane theatreTo propagate our lust for lifeand flee the swarming wisdomOf the streetsThe barns are stormedThe windows keptand only one of all the restTo dance and save usWith the divine mockeryOf wordsMusic inflames temperamentWhen the true King's murderersAre allowed to roam freeA thousand Magicians arise in the landWhere are the feastsWe are promisedWhere is the wineThe New Winedying on the vine
Resident mockeryGive us an hour for magicWe of the purple gloveWe of the starling flightand velvet hour
We of arabic pleasures's breedWe of sundome & the nightGive us a creedTo believeA night of lustGive us trust inThe NightGive of colorHundred huesA rich mandalaFor me and for youand for your silkyPillowed houseA head, wisdomand a bedTroubled decreeResident mockeryHas claimed theeWe used to believeIn the good old daysWe still receiveIn little waysThe things of Kindnessand unsporting browForget and allowDid you know freedom existsIn school booksDid you know madmen areRunning our prisonsWithin a jail, within a gaolWithin a white free protestantMaelstromWe're perched headlongOn the edge of boredomWe're reaching for deathOn the end of a candleWe're trying for somethingThat's already found usWow, I'm sick of doubtLive in the light of certainSouthCruel bindingsThe sevants have the powerDog-men and their mean womenPulling poor blankets overOur sailorsI'm sick of dour facesStare long at me from the T. V.Tower, I want roses inMy garden bower; dig?Royal babies, rubiesMust now replace abortedStrangers in the mudThese mutants, blood-mealFor the plant that's plowedThey are waiting to take us intoThe severed gardenDo you know how pale and wanton thrillfulComes death on a stranger hourUnannounced, unplanned forLike a scaring over-friendly guest you'veBrought to bedDeath makes angels of us alland gives us wingsWhere we had shouldersSmooth as raven'sClawsNo more money, no more fancy dressThis other kingdom seems by far the bestUntil its other jaw reveals incestand loose obedience to a vegetable lawI will not goPrefer a feast of friendsTo the Giant family
This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I'll never look into your eyes...again Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand In a...desperate land Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain, yeah There's danger on the edge of town Ride the King's highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby Ride the snake, ride the snake To the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake is long, seven miles Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold The west is the best The west is the best Get here, and we'll do the rest
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Do you know the warm progress
Under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys
To the kingdom
Have you been borne yet
and are you alive?
Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths
Of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Have you forgotten the lessons
Of the ancient war
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees
Of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea
Do you know we are being led to
Slaughters by placid admirals
and that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by T. V.
The moon is dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
In the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying
O great creator of being
Grant us one more hour to
Perform our art
and perfect our lives
The moths and atheists are doubly divine
and dying
We live, we die
and death not ends it
Journey we more into the
Nightmare
Cling to life
Our passion'd flower
Cling to Cunts and cocks
Of despair
We got our final vision
By clap
Columbus groin got
Filled with green death
I touched her thigh
and death smiled
We have assembled inside this ancient
and insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life
and flee the swarming wisdom
Of the streets
The barns are stormed
The windows kept
and only one of all the rest
To dance and save us
With the divine mockery
Of words
Music inflames temperament
When the true King's murderers
Are allowed to roam free
A thousand Magicians arise in the land
Where are the feasts
We are promised
Where is the wine
The New Wine
dying on the vine
Resident mockery
Give us an hour for magic
We of the purple glove
We of the starling flight
and velvet hour
We of arabic pleasures's breed
We of sundome & the night
Give us a creed
To believe
A night of lust
Give us trust in
The Night
Give of color
Hundred hues
A rich mandala
For me and for you
and for your silky
Pillowed house
A head, wisdom
and a bed
Troubled decree
Resident mockery
Has claimed thee
We used to believe
In the good old days
We still receive
In little ways
The things of Kindness
and unsporting brow
Forget and allow
Did you know freedom exists
In school books
Did you know madmen are
Running our prisons
Within a jail, within a gaol
Within a white free protestant
Maelstrom
We're perched headlong
On the edge of boredom
We're reaching for death
On the end of a candle
We're trying for something
That's already found us
Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
South
Cruel bindings
The sevants have the power
Dog-men and their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over
Our sailors
I'm sick of dour faces
Stare long at me from the T. V.
Tower, I want roses in
My garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies
Must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's plowed
They are waiting to take us into
The severed garden
Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a stranger hour
Unannounced, unplanned for
Like a scaring over-friendly guest you've
Brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all
and gives us wings
Where we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's
Claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the best
Until its other jaw reveals incest
and loose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a feast of friends
To the Giant family
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest