Thursday, 23 June 2011

The Beauty And The Horror



Watch the ground and follow track, 
All the movements shadows black,
And the mist that surrounds you.
Join the race for precious gold, precious sons are being sold
For the mist that now owns you.

Grip my hand through the beauty and the horror.
Melt like snow into the wonder and the fire.
Blind oracle in you, let the sunlight burn through.
Blind oracle in you, let the musing burn through.

I wasn't man I was a beast so I head out to the East
Where the "God said "You done wrong"
He said "Son your touch has failed - to the wall you didn't wail.
Now your time is done"

Grip my hand through the beauty and the horror
Melt like snow into the wonder and the fire.
Blind oracle in you, let the sunlight burn through,
Blind oracle in you, let the musing burn through

I wasn't man I was a beast so I head out to the East
Where the "God said "You done wrong"
He said "Son your touch has failed - to the wall you didn't wail.
Now your time is done"

Grip my hand through the beauty and the horror.
Melt like snow into the wonder and the fire.
Blind oracle in you, let the moonlight burn through.
Blind oracle in you, let the musing burn through.

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