the night Maliciously I dwell in a bluish shaded beam With a stonecold heart into the core of my being Beyond the candles burning, beyond all minds eye A vast
for a dance with the dead A ceremonial requiem for the gods When the moon is drained by all its light On burial ground we gather in the night Burning candles
is conquered From which that I now posses All lifeforce is abandoned Into the arms of death Beyond the great dark adventures In streams from the vast
[Christine] I remember there was mist... Swirling mist upon a vast glassy lake There were candles all around, and on the lake there was a boat And in
emcees like electrical clouds See me now, I'll go killing like Micky Mal Down to trip and emptyclips infermanently examine Our position, competition to strip and dismantle Light 'em up like candle
CHRISTINE I remember there was mist swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake There were candles all around, and on the lake there was
the smoke of a burning city; beneath us, at an immense distance, was the sun, black but shinning; round it were fiery tracks on which revolv'd vast spiders
. The music keeps her in a half-trance) CHRISTINE I remember there was mist . . . swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake . . . There were candles all
The very brightest candle of all has been extinguished Smothered by those who could not bear to face reality Every beat of your heart tore the lies
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died Show me the courtrooms where the judges have lied Let me drink deeply from the water and the wine Light coloured candles
not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived Would you like to see Our secret holy place? I come here late at night To pray to him by candle light
I see the candle light burning in your eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames On this pitch-black summer night... of passion and pain The razor caressed
us spawn! The arrows of time pinpoints us all. Oh, well the maddening laughter growing louder with the memories. Atoms like incense rising, like a thousand candles
[INTRO: Vast Aire & Aesop conversing] Yo, (Alright Ok) Can I get a quarter or something? Little hungry, you know what I'm saying? (Alright Ok) Homeless
vast consumption by the fog seesaw sandy drifting log level headed cosmonaut creature living as he's sought Souls are wrapped around each other. cynicism
was toffee Feeding birds To the horses Killing the clouds And I cut off my face And made skittles With its teeth I ate the graveyard whole And holes open like candles