Who built this tower of memories Who dug up those swirling spirits An impermanent state of conclusion Unjust soil to hide away in
What beast gave birth to the dragon What ape did move forth to become The primate of illusions Framed by the terror of him self
(Chorus) Shaken from morbid dreams Beneath their cold-cave earth Dead fog-breath bleeds into gaps between my burial and birth
Black light spills out And drapes this maudlin gloom Ascending from vapor cabins The drowned and mangled angelforms . . . gently loom
The Stranded angels are calling . . .
(spoken) "Without any miracles of light and love Useless and captive in a well of lost rememberance Depraved and digested by the height of age"
Crawling backwards to face its own truth With a dying soul and a broken neck It never seems to give up or back down A brutally honest offering . . .Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
