I have often told you stories about the way I lived the life of a drifter waiting for the day when I`d take your hand and sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me and I would surely stay
But I feel I`m growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound of a windmill goin` `round I guess I`ll always be a soldier of fortune
Many times I`ve been a traveller I looked for something new in days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thought my eyes had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that you`re not here
Now I feel I`m growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound of a windmill goin` `round I guess I`ll always be a soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound of a windmill goin` ` round I guess I`ll always be a soldier of fortune
Confessor Of the tragedies in man Lurking in the core of us all The last dying call for the everlost Brief encounters, bleeding pain
Lepers coiled 'neath the trees Dying men in bewildered soliloquys Perversions bloom round the bend Seekers, lost in their quest Ghost of friends frolic under the waning moon
It is the year of death Wielding his instruments Stealth sovereign reaper Touching us with ease
Infecting the roots in an instant Burning crop of disease I am just a spectator An advocate documenting the loss Fluttering with conceit This doesn't concern me yet Still far from the knell Taunting their bereavement
Mob round the dead Point fingers at the details Probing vomits for more Caught in unbridled suspense
We have all lost it now Catching the flakes of dismay Born the travesty of man Regular pulse midst pandemonium You're plucked to the mass Parched with thirst for the wicked
Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
Liquid is in your throat For hopeless delight After all you fell in love with death Life has aborted All you've had and all you became The night is calling, you pray forth A barren waste is your land Crops they were sown to die This skin is a mirror The eyes hover with ignorance Hell throb from your lips Sucked in and safe from the world of sleep All years caring for a liar The barren drift road is winding higher You're a moth too close to the fire You are stuck in a beautiful future Changing and waiting and seeking the truth of it all Fleeting in sorrow Pushing your spirit away Seeking the weakness of dislike Whispered from the heart To be, we're all in the mourning To despair [?] Cries out: ""The restless will also... die."" Resurrection covered with death Drawing the life under one A fact tied to the earth The soul's a victim, a follower Oh, mother! [Incoherent growling] For us to see The blink of an eye And the pride of a mother Drawn close in a mother's son And the love from a father Was used by a father's son Over warrior's token Misspoken lives on The language unimportant So fair and so just All the land is taken
So many years to clean the slate Endless despair within its wake His touch soiling what used to be clean His gaze burning on the edge of our dreams
No more Cold pace Slow days (?)
And again he rides in It's September and he covets the gullible Skeletal wish, hunter A thousand lies Cast from the throne of secrecy
Hear him spewing forth a meaning to miserables lies See the twisted hand of doubt seal the affair The insect trust, believer Your body a vehicle to
Pearls before swine they are nothing but blind Submit to nothing and swallow my spit of scorn Invisible king, dying Procession of woe, struck down by sorrow
A burden so great Weighs heavy on old and withered beliefs The swift solution crumbles Beneath the mock notes of a masterpiece Death in his eyes, waiting Spiraling judgement, provoked in the rains
This futile test drowned in the levee of deception
In the year of his sovereign Rid us of your judgement Heir apparent
Let me taste Let me feel I need to know what you keep inside No need to speak Just let it be Carry out this wish for me let nothing interfere Rise to submission I'm still beneath in the soil Discard your clothes Let loose you hair We're intertwined forever and have always been Say the word And I'll depart Upon your lips dwells nothing but the meaning of my cause And so comes the dark Vibrant as ever before Flowers already withered In this endless winter of souls Outside in the park The days move along And nothing ever changes They have nothing on us And we've always knew That nothing ever changes Rise to submission I'm still beneath in the soil This is ours alone Feeding of the warmth Lured out from inside Depending on the life blood Silently Whispering Move in me and set me free
"Htaed otni yaw eht dael Won resolc Peels rof gnol Gnivael dna Yawa gnidaf
Tuohtiw Od Nac I Tahw Em Gniwohs Thgil Laerehte Raeppasid Dna Edaf Sruoloc Ecnart Gnihtoos"
There is a voice calling for me There is a light coming down on me There is a doubt that is clearing There is a day that is dawning There is a wound that is healing There is a season waiting for me There is a road that is turning There is a fire still burning A sickness in me Constant pace towards the end The need is stronger This time the need is deeper There is a peace I am searching There is a freedom I'm depending on There is a pain that's never ending There is a rain falling only on me There is a dream I am living There is a life I am dreaming of There is a death I'm awaiting There is a home I am deserting i hold my breath and wait only moments remain movement for departed hope effect for absent friend sever the faith from my body leave me begging for more take what i have and deliver me into everlasting sleep soothing trance colours fade and disappear ethereal light showing me what i can do without in a motionless scense there is only me i take what i can controlling you to get ahead fading away and leaving long for sleep closer now lead the way into death every wretched dream i have left behind every waking hour i lie in wait sucked inside by will gone into the flood all my questions unfurled as i was put to the test once i'm below there's no turning back plunging into the deepest void departed shell left drained behind pacing roads unknown searching for a new home desert in my eye barren lands inside
