Aphrodites puppet You love and your world's well lost Embrace the make believe She's a godsend Ride every crest of every wave Blind boy prodigy You're
"The Fruits Of Ill Virtue" Some people make a habit of sucking livelihood out of their fellow humans. Everything they have is a profit gained at the expense
[This song is dedicated to Machiel C Jonckheer (d 28-5-95), friend of] [friends, mind of minds, heart of hearts. Take care] Time and time again you tried
[This song is about a loss of compassion and understanding] Self seeker Axe grinder Fool of deepest dye Thorn in my flesh Red hands Walk humbly with
[If you lose your heart you'll kill to get it back] Aphrodites puppet You love and your world's well lost Embrace the make believe She's a godsend Ride
[Some things, no matter how right they feel, are not as they appear] Sink your identity Fuse with a heavenly body Lose your heart And make a god in her
[This is a song of chaos and misunderstanding] I am the king of misrule A puzzle of jigsawn emotions An enigmatic witches brew Of reality, illusion And
You shall die so many times before you perish Surrounded by living, self indulging mirrors digesting temptation's stolen fruit moving on self-fulfilled
A dream become a creed, a want become a need a serenade for the tragic a lover self confessed, a circle truly blessed emotional hegemony Sanity on a
[An understanding of the one universal truth is all that's needed to know the] [godhead. Easier said than done] Generations A nuclear family Centres
Severed from unearthly mythomania I lay to rest te ghosts of past seductions leaving false paradises unfathered I sing swan songs for stability No quarter
I'm seeing the parts in me that which I hate to see suffer the shadows suffer the shadows The child inside weep for my life for such bitter twisted dreams
[A moment of understanding is all one needs to feel more than mortal] As a dreamer I've had my moments as a visionary I've solved every riddle with ease
Utterance of a word to give form to give being all corrupted by aeons of interpretation misinterpretation of all No longer a path back to that which
Internal descent down every ladder in existence lie naked with the dragon-no interest in resistance to give myself vision where I was blind I trip the
He that lives in hope, dances to all ill tune for wantonness knows no law and corporations have neither bodies to be punished nor souls to be damned the
[A guide to good living after Luke Rhineharts 'The Dice Man'] I am one I am multiple Impulse control Selves an integral part of myself Chaos in a nutshell
[All artists are subjected to the same social prejudices. It's a fight 'til] [the bloody end so hang on in there. Fuck the rituals] My godform's a potent