Lyrics:
An Archangel in bondage
Bediademed, souled
With a murder of ravens
But no less Astarte to behold
Abandoned by Heaven
To the dead, dark and past
Cast
Mural of Leonard Cohen
Written By: Matthew Hussey
Life can't be calculated
Mostly it's over underrated
A circus of ghosts
On the edge of the veil
Arose the solemn sorrows
Adorned in crowns of mist
Thrown from shadowed towers
Chosen by wicked caress
The fallen rune unanswered
The blade's call
The ocean waves are held in a firm, freezing grip
And the summer winds seem but a dream
Glistening veils of silver snow on our sleeping ships
Dark
bed
Put a soft feather pillow down by your head
Intertwine flowers into a maiden's veil
Wake you in the morning
Now she's wailing take the gold into
in the window, yeah
4AM, get in the wind, oh yeah
4AM, get in the wind, oh yeah
4AM is hard to breathe and I can't think
Restless as I'm haunted by
Cast skyward by strange magic of Sun, Rain
Wind who can still doubt miracles?
Strange overtones
God bless the overgrown child that could
Hold his
Boy crying 'Wolf!' seeks for a plan
Friends, throughout the veil of time
I travel far and wide
Seeking, yet, my solace in
These sacred rhythms
what's broken
Gouging from Horus' beak
Gusts of wind, mourn the weak
Walk alone in troublesome doubt
Light of your own torch, the only way out
Follow no
The veil is pierced the mind is crumbling
Dead ride fast in a soul streak
Seizing eyes and reaping the weak
The horn has blown hounds are tracking
Soon
gather all the pieces
So the world may be increased
In simulation jubilation
For the deceased...
Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws
Wrinkles smoothed by
frozen in veins.
We saw the fearsome face
Shrouded by snowy veil.
And clouds curled behind it,
And the sky had darkened.
And our hearts gave a shudder
In
around us to meet the cosmic serpent.
O luna sail!
Sing to me of days blowing the wind through the veil of earth and sea.
Stand amid the waves as you
The voices that scream in silence
The blades that peel on my skin
To nothing and nowhere
A path for the ending within
By cold wind the skies are on fire
reflection
(As the moon's in narrow windows caught)
That opened like dark eyelids on
The sigh of the woods that the wind fell upon
Like a Siren weaving
blocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to p- in
Spot in that top position
Koppin' over the opposition
Lookin' like a dog that's p-
Leg up
his oxygen, Slim
It's not budgin' like cocksuckin' cinder blocks in the wind
Now I got my pot to piss in
Spot in that top position
Koppin' over
Everything lives reflected
In the statue of mirrors
Every shape grows inverted
In the statue of mirrors
A phenomenon beyond phenomena
The veil
Brought forth to, recreate
"Gathering the fragments of my very existence
I became more aware, consciousness in bloom"
"The afterglow lifted the veil
to the sea
And in the dark the hard bells ringing with pain
Come away alone
Even now by the gate with you long hair blowing
And the colors of the day that lie
Every single chance we get to meet we dance in a veil of lies
Playing stupid games all of time trying to stay in line
Never will we say what's on our
a wind of transcendence, and in reverence the veil was unveiled
All my nerves of what used to be joy were granted through desire or indiscretion
How can
under all those lights
Making love in single beds, you always left by dawn
Climbing on the Greyhound bus where you would be alone
Singing in
This is a tale long to live but alas so short to tell
By the wind and by time, by everything that flees
A torment of my liking, exploring extremes
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