Tavern sign swinging on its chain Rough and worn letter-work worn away Sea is Jupiter dreaming today Through telescope
Inside, a mystic circumambulation Around an empty glass Fire electrical virtual hearthside And we are all the virtual IT inside So saith the prophet slumped in a corner
Drew up like madness, ghoul in its coat He spoke with a smile that went crooked and broken But he swallowed his bait to seek out the Lapis Cup everlasting The Fleece The magnificent everlasting With his sleepawake eye shining
On to the quays where the airships are docked The pirates atr bats roosting in the slum eaves And one bat got loose in a brothel A pilot perfect and sails fill'd with gold See the X glowing Glowing and shining See all the sinning it buys So saith the ghoul deaped in liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
