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RICK SPRINGFIELD lyrics - Karma

Beautiful Prize

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(Springfield) The father giveth, and the father taketh away, Johanna prays in her bed, He drinks his beer to the TV chatter, thinks dark thoughts in his head. When the house that he keeps with his hard won pay, is finally asleep after his brutal day. He turns his eyes on his beautiful prize. Johanna watches her door open just a crack, And a hand that once held her runs down the length of her back, Her fallen angel lies down on her bed So much confusion in her beautiful head, Johanna closes her eyes. In a house full of secrets the truth doesn't matter, Johanna buries her shame and dreams of redemption They just scatter, she grows numb to the pain She can't remember how it was before She doesn't know who she is anymore She's in disguise as his beautiful prize. Johanna watches her life from the outside and she dreams that one day she'll fly free from this mess, She's a hawk trying to soar with a broken wing, She doesn't talk anymore about anything She just closes her eyes. She just can't stand his anger, she just can't bear his heat, She takes a long hard look at life on the street, yeah In a house full of secrets the truth doesn't matter Any dreams of salvation, they just shatter Johanna watches the world from the outside, and she dreams of the day she'll fly free of this mess, She doesn't know what she's waiting for, Because there's nothing left in this house anymore and in his eyes she's just a beautiful prize.

Acceptance

Face Down (US) "Psychomagnetic"
Awaken and I feel sick Like butterflies dying in my stomach Now I cannot sleep The visions creep behind my stare Giving me the reality Of dying in a nightmare Don't say that it doesn't mean anything Don't say you can't die in your dreams I'm running through a familiar hall The nameless overwhelming They keep pushing me they're pulling me apart What I think what I feel what I say Well it doesn't seem to make a difference to anyone but me You can't imagine what I see when I dream It's a wonder that I have not been locked away I don't know why I care who can say Does a little part of me die every night I close my eyes I shut my eyes and dream Don't look right don't talk right why are you not right Don't dress right don't walk right I'll show you the light I wanna be your friend I'm gonna help you blend Into an All-American Clean you up real good like you know I should You'll never be yourself again! Now I know what they mean when they say That resistance is a lesson in futility They can grab they can pull they can break To prove they're strong but I will awake and realize they were wrong So wrong about me

Eclipse Vita Nova

Hollenthon
Swelling pyres sway restlessly From bleak to pale adorn the weald Its wild reflection wondrous A danse macabre in glass Glimpse of festive silhouettes Free of face, of name, of guilt Enthroned in thorns, abismal eyes Adorned with fiendish grin What forbidden feast of sin Entangles silken nymphs with hordes? To steal a glance pernicious To heed diapason divine The longing gaze toward drifting pairs Uncovered dreams of gold and silk Yet gold melts under gruelling blaze Unbidden sentinel unveiled Quiescent summons of revelation From eyes angelic bidding forth With ghastly fear and awe amassed Becomes an unexpected guest In silence takes his outstretched hand Leads her in the chosen dance A kind of minuet grotesque Kindling fire of the profaned The revelers of dark observe The nymph in play with incubus The jealous rage of succubus Unfolds forbidden passion bold The embers gasping for a breadth The last guest crawls to find his rest As music slowly dissipates The nymph shares one last toast distressed But Time unkind does not release Majestic spirit from this hex His temptress fair of flesh and blood His Galatea etched in stone In watchful eye he spies the night Dare not disturb her yearning rest Bestows her dreams by bedside realm Of dancing silhouettes and pyres

Enrapture Hinc Illae Lacrimae

Hollenthon
Swelling pyres sway restlessly From bleak to pale adorn the weald Its wild reflection wondrous A danse macabre in glass Glimpse of festive silhouettes Free of face, of name, of guilt Enthroned in thorns, abismal eyes Adorned with fiendish grin What forbidden feast of sin Entangles silken nymphs with hordes? To steal a glance pernicious To heed diapason divine The longing gaze toward drifting pairs Uncovered dreams of gold and silk Yet gold melts under gruelling blaze Unbidden sentinel unveiled Quiescent summons of revelation From eyes angelic bidding forth With ghastly fear and awe amassed Becomes an unexpected guest In silence takes his outstretched hand Leads her in the chosen dance A kind of minuet grotesque Kindling fire of the profaned The revelers of dark observe The nymph in play with incubus The jealous rage of succubus Unfolds forbidden passion bold The embers gasping for a breadth The last guest crawls to find his rest As music slowly dissipates The nymph shares one last toast distressed But Time unkind does not release Majestic spirit from this hex His temptress fair of flesh and blood His Galatea etched in stone In watchful eye he spies the night Dare not disturb her yearning rest Bestows her dreams by bedside realm Of dancing silhouettes and pyres

Sleep In Sanity

ANATHEMA "Serenades"
Undying odyssey..... a myriad of times The soul has seen Through eyes of heaven The imperium of earth Nothing left to perceive Help me to escape from this existence I yearn for an answer... can you help me ? I¹m drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams In somnolent illusion... I¹m paralysed Infinity distraction...... A pious human disorder Blind to passage of souls Conclusion from one remembrance Help me to escape..... Transfixed... I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost. In a forlorn stupor I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no-one is here. Detached from reality, in the knowing of dreams, we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in its cold breast, in an empty room. We awake and it¹s true. I dreamt of the sun¹s demise, awoke to a bleak morning. In the emptiness I beheld face for the dead light is a foretelling of what will be..... I saw a soul drift from life, through death, and arrive at Elysian fields in welcoming song. Yet I stand in a dusk-filled room despondently watching the passing of a kindred spirit... and there is no song... just a delusion of silence.

Hanger, Cliff

BLACKALICIOUS "NIA"
Whole house freeze! It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly Curved indeed, she started staring in my direction Luring and urging seductively, body language instructing me I offered her a drink instead she took a cup of tea And then I lied about my luxury lifestyle I said So who you be? You looking kind of tight, gal I would love to see you in a nightgown She said They call me the Dragon Queen and I come from Tibet I'm calm in the face of pressure and you'll never see me sweat I've come to your country in search of a lost Scroll That contains directions to a hidden village comprised of gold I looked at her confused and said But why have you told me this? She said the description that I fit Was that of the Chosen One who'd go beyond Then slipped a concoction in my drink Immediately set my consciousness adrift? Now I'm in that zone dwelling, I woke in a warehouse tied to a chair With an abundance of flair surrounding me in a circular angle Glared up at the Dragon Queen's lair, wasn't imagining a thing Her steps on the stairs had a magic Gleam, glowed brightly To prepare me for my journey a Sword was hovering towards me Plus garlic from the Keepers of the Gate who bore all the secrets and take Care of trespassers, but at last it's prophesied that I would gain Access to a cultural dynasty buried and seize and capture the Scroll Massive helicopters patrolled the rooftops, strapped in Began travelling into the darkness, knew not of what awaited Thought of a way to get out of it, just then the bottom gave way I began falling and gave it ten seconds, pulled the cord on my parachute Landed surrounded by a herd of wild barracudas, lions The sounds of the wild kingdom piercing like a siren Was I entering near the mere mortal life span's end? Defiantly I stood boldly as they began closing in And time seemed to be moving rapidly just then? Whole house freeze! Just then I pulled the Sword and somehow It affected all the creatures as they stepped back and bowed And the same Glow that I seen in the Sword I seen in the eyes of the Lion Who began leading me in a specific direction as if trying to tell me something Just over the horizon, the same creatures who had been described Appeared in statue form but their eyes scoped And as I approached the gate they began to break open and cried AFTER YEARS WE HAVE FINALLY BEEN AWAKENED! The assault was on, I got knocked to the ground by one Shocked in an unorthodox form boxing Throwing an abnormal proportion of body blows, karate chops And drop kicks, plunged struggling deeper into the swamp Then I grabbed my Sword, the garlic put it around my neck Saw that it was draining all of their energy and then with a swing Off with their heads! The gates slowly and mysteriously opened So curiously I moseyed in with intensity focusing on my objective Spider webs the size of king-size beds Fell into a secret passage not knowing to where it lead Just then the same Light beamed brightly and in the distance At that instance, lo and behold, the hidden Scroll! And just as I thought my mission was over I could feel the Dragon Queen breathing heavily over my shoulder As she began to transform and metamorphosise She took on an assortment of legs, arms, heads and eyes And sprouted two horns and began to breathe fire So once again I grabbed my trusty Sword but to my astonishment She burned it to a crisp turned and grasped the Scroll And exited much faster than secreted gas, I'm gasping Clasp full of flames cast in my direction I saw my whole life flash and the possibility of death And a casket passed into the ground, pound for pound, astounding How could I survive and last another round inside this madness? Whole house freeze!

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