Peter Murphy - Love Hysteria (2002) by Peter Murphy (보컬) on maniadb.com

When the night is closing
Eyes are running wild
When I hear you humming
All night long

The sign I see it
Tell me am I true
All I need from you is
All I see

This city's paved with cold
Playboys buying fun
Seems there is no hunter left
Without his hunting gun

Can you feel the light?
The air is wild open
Oh, you see the light it's coming through
It's there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill

Oh, your see-saw smile
Lasts me all night long
Like a siren's curl
When the night is long

Now, come hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
Hold my hand, you know
This journey could be long

Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we'll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We'll go on and see it through

(Belle)
(Une rose qui a joue son role)
(Mon Miroir)
(Mon clef d'or)
(Mon cheval)
(Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance)
Now, hold my hand
No bad vibe hearts
(Je voulais livrer)
(Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant)
(A votre main droite)
(Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l'etre)

When the night has come in
Your eyes are running wild
Then I hear you humming
All night long

Yeah, the sign I see it
Yeah, the times I see it
All I need to know from you
Is all I see

Can you feel the light?
The air is wild, open
Oh you see the light
It's coming through
It's there in the distance
Always offered to me
Always coming over a hill
Yeah, the seasons come in
All the nights are woven
All the nights, we'll see them through
Ah, no hundred men now
Would dare cut into us
We'll go on and see it through

As if afloat
As if afraid
The spirits meet
Waited for an age
It was a lesson sent

Abstract and numbed
Abstract and bleak
Patience lent
His test of patience lent

Horizontal yet erect
Yearning lying in wait
Oneness floats about
Unity served on his plate

Circling round about
The lover he will meet
Dripping mellow stains of long
M M M M Melting in her heat

The lover he must meet
Circling round about
Dripping mellow stains of long
Melting in her heat

Without a blink
Without a sigh
His circle and hers meet
Synchronised split
Split seconds beat

She killed his past
With her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
And opened up the sky

She killed his past
With her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
The he-she joining
The moment now
Would be the only sound
No front no back
No present tense
No milk from no holy cow

She killed his past
With her kiss
All past was but a lie
She killed his head
She killed his mouth
And opened up the sky

Look at them now
Look at them do
Look they found the dove
Their vastness too
Whirlpools whirl
And dragnets drag

Love me do oh love me do
Love me find the dove
This vastness sings a pretty song
This vastness must be love
Give me three the gift of one
Whose science can't describe
Whose eyes are peeled like atom bombs
Their spirit is the prize

The sufi three winged flight they soar
All sacrals join all hearts
A cavern gasps a dragon screams
The jinn men smash the ark
Four guides float four dots of God
Realistic haqq is theirs
Mystic men whose eyes are sore
From trials of bigger lairs

Look at them now
Look at them do
Look they found the dove
Their triad song too

A grey surprise
Swirls below
They could be happy too
The ides of march
Whirlpools whirl
And dragnets drag
Whirlpools whirl
And dragnets drag

Whirlpools whirl
Dragnets drag
Hell is not the fire
Hell is your belief
In yourself as the higher

Four guides afloat
Four dots of God
Look they found the dove
Their triad song too

Whirlpools whirl
Dragnets drag
Hell is not the fire
Hell is your belief
In yourself as the higher

Socrates the Python

Today ...
Your problems are not
Of blind belief
That is or means
Belief ain't enough, belief ain't enough
The oracle of your age
Point towards the word
Psychological

You may freeze
You may fear
You may wince
And not hear
You can sick at the heart
When I say
"God is one"
Does God the word
Make you reel
And I mean, real

But it isn't God the father son or holy one,
But the key to your age
Get it together, and listen
With all the books
On the shelf
All the wisdom
With all the books
On the shelf
All the wisdom

Socrates Pythagorus
Yin and bloody Yang
Hatha Yoga, Omm
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Old Testament and New
Libraries full of keys
Libraries full of keys
Where's your lock?

Socrates Pythagorus
Yin and bloody Yang
Hatha Yoga, Omm
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Old Testament and New
Libraries full of keys
Libraries full of keys

Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus
Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus ...

Fire burning in a hill
The lines are rocky rough
Red angels wait to pick remains
The cindered shoulder
Of confused men
Seperate from their awe
With grey desire
He looks out mad
His soft grey indigo eyes
Indigo eyes ...
Asking

His heaven is uncovered not
A black tree blocks his way
His way is skating round a dome
(His way is in dismay)
The playmate sings
Like Orphee in some thunder world
Asking to be bathed in light
To be exemplified

With grey desire he looks out mad
His soft grey indigo eyes

Saw his past
He had dug for trust
With blind infected hands
And wondered as the hurt bit hard
Why the sacred weren't at hand
Only when his ears were deaf
To the angels light burst waves
Only when his ears were deaf
Did life turn from fog to fog
But not evil but estranged
But not evil but estranged

Indigo eyes, Indigo eyes
Indigo eyes, Indigo eyes

With grey desire
He looks out mad
His soft grey
Indigo eyes
Indigo eyes

Time Has Got Nothing to Do with it

Make me a mannered, a mannered thing
Carved of wood, a life force thing
Give it an arm, that points to the earth
And a hand, that points at me
No matter where I stand
No matter where I stand
And knows all that we can't see

The clock cannot be turned
With remorseful yearns
Time has nothing to do with it
You would see, you would see
If you were three again
And did it all the same
Fate drives you insane
Fate drives you insane

And did you throw you in the road
Put your face to shame
Did you think your mouth could teach
Make you think you think
It's got a lot to do with
It's got a lot to do
Let's get nothing, nothing askew

Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it

Change is insane with eyes that blame
And morals that blank the lines
Of transmissions new
If only we knew
It's not all happening here
There blanks are scarce
And blindness is forgot
Is forgot

The perfect plan
Is not the man
Who tells you
You are wrong

Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it

Disappear into the clear
And visions understood
Wrestle now and shout the vow
The illusion is the pain
The illusion is the pain

Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Time

Blind Sublime

It looks a dream
And feels the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane
The soft hills and shores
Beguiled and silent nights
The sun waits softly
We talk a lot
Too much to say
We're still too proud

It looks a dream
And feels the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane
(Repeat X 1)

The people best
Are simple here
And thoughts escape me
No fear, no judge
No burning fear
Their eyes don't pierce
Slowly worked
Smoke ringed arms
It's too hot to mention
Slowly worked
Smoke ringed arms
Luck turned an ear

I shout to time that nothing stays
Nothing lasts and damn to change
Though then I read a book a line
Which says we sleep in blind sublime
Deaf and dumb in human lands
To break and free needs different hands
To pull us to a different space
Where things are wider, out of place

It looks a dream
And smells the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane

It looks like a dream
And smells the same
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane

When I returned
You buried my last two weeks
My last two weeks
Of my new times
So it didn't seem like
A wasted mouthful
A wasted mouthful
Because of a trip
That was trapped inside you

I was trapped inside you
And always imagined
That I could
I always imagined
Imagined I would
Conjure you up
Conjure you up
So it didn't seem like
It didn't seem like

I was conditioned
I was conditioned about that
So it didn't seem like
A wasted mouthful
Am I untruthful
Am I untruthful
As a result of being
Maybe
Maybe it was too soon

The red rose
I liken it to the flicker of the pure
Fleeting moments
Precede our actions
Light that's not burning
Light that's not burning
No more lost sinking feeling
Tethered to your shoe
Tethered to you

We ask the controller
He sends us flames
Our lying bodies sleep
His whispered word says
Ah this is how
This is how it looks
From where we weep
Tethered to red rose
Tethered to your shoe
To the seven of cups
Tethered to you

(Fun)
(Fun)
(Fun)
(Fun)
(Fun)
(Fun)

(Fun) hey, baby, really like your lips
(Fun) hey, baby, really like your pants
All aboard for funtime

(Fun) hey, I feel lucky tonight
I'm gonna get stoned and run around
All aboard for a funtime

(Fun) we don't need no heavy trips
(Fun) we just do what we want to do
All aboard for funtime

(Fun) everybody we want in
We want some, we want some
All aboard for funtime

(Fun) last night I was down in the lab
(Fun) talking to Dracula and his crew
All aboard for funtime

(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)

(Fun) hey, baby, really like your lips
(Fun) hey, baby, really like your pants
All aboard for funtime

(Fun) didn't need no heavy trips
(Fun) just did what we wanted to do
All aboard for funtime

(Fun) last night I was down in the lab
(Fun) talking to Dracula and his crew
All aboard for funtime

(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)
(We're having fun)
(We're having fun) (we're having fun)
(We're having fun) (fun)
(We're having fun) (having fun)
(We're having fun) (we're having fun)
(We're having fun) (we're having)