I look at you and suddenly. Something in your eyes I see. Soon begins bewitching me. . It's that Old Devil moon. That you stole from the skies. It's that Old Devil Moon in your eyes.
Laugh on the outside. Call you one last time. Tell you I've been gone. Tell you I've been fine. Can't shed the baggage,. Can't lose the weight,. Staying this way.
Some of my old friends are here. The light isn't good but their outlines are clear. I'm talking of solitude, silence and doubt. I try to escape them, they soon found me out.
Now I sit here eyeing you,. Thinking of words to say. The sky fell asleep. Can't look the other way. . I want to let you know. That I'm on the road. Heading somewhere new.
A note we wrote the other day. To any mice who pass this way. On crumbed and sugared counter tops. 'We must insist your traffic stop'. In their defense, they don't refuse.
Without a queen the locust swarm. Turned the ground to black. Descending like a shadowy tower. On a fish's back. . And scattered the sticks. Who crawled like snakes in the sand.
No matter what you say. You gotta make it through the day. You know you will, you know you will. Just call the doctor on the phone. Tell 'em you can't make it all alone.
A man exists alone hidden by a shell touched in such a wicked way. No one could ever tell is what he sees for real? Or only in his mind?. The staring of the old man's eyes chills him deep inside.
One, two, three, four. . Frustrated with what's going on. I feel lost and I don't feel right. Tell me what I can do to make them happy?. But then will I be happy?.
My mind thinks in a weird way. Changing a thought from day to day. One day I thought I'd like to. And the next day I just didn't know. The problem is I'm gonna see you.
[Theme: Odysseus / Greece]. . Odysseus. Fought in Troja to bring back Helena. Built the conning horse of wood. To strike the fortress for Athena. On the journey back, adventures encountered, for 20 years.
[Theme: Odin / Scandivia]. . The first born of the gods called Odin. Eight-legged Sleipnir brought him everywhere. God of death and battle showed no fear.
Stay away, I am evil or you will die by tomorrow. . Copulation with a body of woman recently dead. My ceremonies with all the corpses. Finding souls to unlock the coffins.
Solo: wead. . Hecate... darkness and terror of the night. Hecate... oh, the crossroads are thine. You are diana, you are the hunter of souls. The dogs are howling, we dogs know when you approach.
Well, she tossed all night like a raging sea. Woke up and climbed from the suicide machine. . With her Spanish candles and her Persian poems. Struck on the rocks and sighed Opus 40 stoned.
Shake me off this feelin'. I can't keep on relivin'. It's driving me away. I said some things that I shouldn't have. Now it's resting on my shoulders.
Nothing, was real, i wanted. Something, to feel, so jaded. . Somehow, they breathe, i'm choking. Seek out, release, from love that. . Another day. Another way.
HE LED ME THROUGH ILLYRIA. ALAS THE DAY OF RECKONING. IS UPON YOU ALL. YOU BELONG TO ME NOW. THE WORD OF THE BEAST. . SHE POURED HER SOUL. INTO THE SEA.
AT NIGHTFALL. IN PITCH DARKNESS. A DARK COMPLEXION. DEVESTATION. ACT OF CONSCIENCE. I AM HERE. OBSCURITY. . TOO LATE TO LIVE. TOO LATE TO GIVE. YOUR LIFE AWAY.