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Gorky Park lyrics


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Wake up in a cold sweat Nithmares buzzing at my brain No one beside me Got to be a better way Slip into the dark of night Lokking for the mornong light Walking down the cold streets Bad wind whipping in my face Deep down inside me I hear voice call out my name See the first hint of the light Getting closer all the time I feel it I feel it Come to me tomorrow Silent city morning Flying to tomorrow No more yesterday I'm alive tomorrow Silent city morning I can see tomorrow Burning in my eyes Pull the callous off my heart Rip the blinders off my mind Swim to the surface Leave it all leave it all behind Step across the borderline Light is flooding in my eyes I see it I see it I got no one to blame A doctor can't relieve this pain I gotta make my tracks Without looking back Let the nightmares Fade away


DREAM THEATER "Scenes From A Memory"
Hypnotherapist: Close your eyes and begin to relax. Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly. Concentrate on your breathing. With each breath you become more relaxed. Imagine a brilliant white light above you, focusing on this light as it flows through your body. Allow yourself to drift off as you fall deeper and deeper into a more relaxed state of mind. Now as I count backward from ten to one, you will feel more peaceful, and calm. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. You will enter a safe place where nothing can harm you. Five. Four. Three. Two. If at any time you need to come back, all you must do is open your eyes. One. Nicholas: Safe in the light that surrounds me Free of the fear and the pain My subconscious mind Starts spinning through time To rejoin the past once again Nothing seems real I'm starting to feel Lost in the haze of a dream And as I draw near The scene becomes clear Like watching my life on a screen Hello Victoria so glad to see you My friend.

Once Upon Atrocity

CRADLE OF FILTH "Cruelty And The Beast"
Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed A tragedy crept to the name Bathory Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose Grew so dark as this sylph None more cold in repose Yet Her beauty spun webs Round hearts a glance would betroth She feared the light So when She fell like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed... Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall But after whipangels licked prisoners, thralled Never were Her dreams so maniacally cruel (And possessed of such delights) For ravens winged Her nightly flights Of erotica Half spurned from the pulpit Torments to occur Half learnt from the cabal of demons In Her Her walk went to voodoo To see Her own shadow adored At mass without flaw Though inwards She abhored Not Her coven of suitors But the stare of their Lord I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites With Him undead for three long nights Elizabeth listened No sermons intoned Dragged such guilt to Her door Tombed Her soul with such stone For She swore the Priest sighed When She knelt down to atone... She feared the light So when She fell Like a sinner to vice Under austere, puritanical rule She sacrificed Her decorum as chaste To this wolf of the cloth Pouncing to haunt Her confessional box Forgiveness would come When Her sins were washed off By rebaptism in white.... The looking glass cast Belladonna wreaths 'Pon the grave of Her innocence Her hidden face spat murder From a whisper to a scream All sleep seemed cursed In Faustian verse But there in orgiastic Hell No horrors were worse Than the mirrored revelation The She kissed the Devil's phallus By Her own decree... So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky Solstice Eve She fled the castle in secret A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite nightmare On winds without prayer Stigmata still wept between Her legs A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds She sought the Sorceress Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair Nine twisted fates threw hewn bone die For the throat of Elizabeth Damnation won and urged the moon In soliloquy to gleam Twixt the trees in shafts To ghost a path Past the howl of buggered nymphs In the sodomite's grasp To the forest's vulva Where the witch scholared Her In even darker themes Amongst philtres and melissas Midst the grease of strangled men And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen Elizabeth came to life again And under lacerations of dawn She returned Like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise to burn Secrets brooded as She rode Through mist and marsh to where they showed Her castle walls wherein the restless Counted carrion crows She awoke from a fable to mourning Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry The biblical prattled their mantras Hexes six-tripled their fees But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed And She was a widow from god and His wrath, finally...

Dont Call Me Early In The Morning

Celtic Folk
Don't Call Me Early In The Morning G D C G Chorus: Don't call me early in the morning, C G D Call me what you want to but leave me alone. G D C G Don't call me early in the morning, D Em Just leave me till the cows are coming home. G C A man or a woman they need their relaxation G D From rising always at the dawn G C And the heart of the matter tomorrow is a Saturday G D And I'll be lying on. cho. G C Sad the lad that can't rest contented G D He has it all but must have more. G C He fills himself with pills to retire with a million, G D But falls asleep at sixty-four. cho. G C Fair is fair and I've done my share, G D My nerves are getting on my nerves. G C If you don't have a pillow of the white swan's feather, G D I'll do with a corner for my head. cho. G C Just a gentle warning for tomorrow morning, G D No big noises near my room. G C Cars with no exhaust, Chickens with the hooping cough, G D And milkmen that whistle out of tune! cho.

Chariot Wheels

Music: Hertrich/Darkseed Lyrics: Hertrich Leaves by night and day Webs with color grey But she still delights mirrors magic sights Whn the moon was overhead The red-crossed knight forever kneeled like the branch of stars we see She loosed the chain, down she lay The broad stream brought her far away I am a part of all she met Rivers drowning lands Gleams untravelling hands Wandering if I might from morn to night 'cause I grew both deaf and blind Damned to win, unskilled to find Dark sheres no ship's ever seen The leaves upon her falling light ere she reached upon the tide Singing in her song she died Hold me - to reach heaven from hell Leave me - from cold eyes farewell Hold me - in sounds royal cheer Leave me - leave my palace here When we fall, when we fall below cold thunder's upper deep When we fall, when we fall her eyes so hard beneath the sea When we fall, when we fall subdue me to the useful good When we fall, when we fall to drown in sadness brotherhood

Halo Of Flies

Cave-In "Until Your Heart Stops"
Reality rose like the sun, and still i slept through it. I can always witness it another morning.... The thoughts like thse are cemented in procarastination. Now this part of she is liquid form somwher on the floor, as a self defiant need for a cure. Diagnosed to emerge and roam away from roads thick as foam. you wish to burn the candles that queitly service the arm. another day with the shades pulled down until the swallow returns her to sleep. A father knocks on the silent door while this part of she has become an inferno shame, louder than we expect from shuch silent candles no so secret anymore. Now the eyes of my eyes have opened. Now the eyes of my eyes cling dear. Never let the swallow return you back to sleep. The smell of wounds have left you bug-bitten here, and again i know reality shall rise tommorow. This time i hope to be awake, for i cannot postpone another morning. Never let the swallow return you to sleep.

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