moon river, wider than a mile i’m crossing you in style someday you dream maker, you heart breaker wherever you’re going i’m going your way two drifters off to see the world there’s such a lot of world to see we’re after the same rainbow’s end waiting ’round the bend my huckleberry friend moon river…
stood whispering soft as the vine curled her tendrils and i’ll zephyr bloom cold the sulphurs of h-ll the horrent damaskt the nectar compliant to th’infernal yells as the serpent sly winding of evening nigh usher the rose pastur’d with the blood in grieving nether gardens pursue to tempt rumour next and chance, and tumult…
alone in the unknown land when these long nights seem to be so eternal i made a sorrowful harp ring only a ch-nk in the walls those embrace me in a circle brought a ray of moonlight to ripel herds of rats unceasing steps i hear want to make me insane to bring on fear…
hush now little babe the evening’s grown older a day’s standing frozen cold hearts are colder you think you were right but no one would listen don’t worry little girl they don’t know what they’re missing world turning round, turning round turning over and over again world turning round, turning round turning over and over…
i’m telech, mi yechabek oti kacha mi yishma oti besof hayom mi yenachem veyargia, rak ata yodea. ve’i’m telech, lemi achake bachalon, besimla shel chag sheyagia, yechabek oti cacha, cmo she’ata magia kshe’telech la’shemesh etze basade hamuzhav, boker ve’erev yare’ach yair et panai, she’cholmot col hayom rak alecha. kshe’tavoh, tisa oti bishtei yadeicha, misadeh lanahar…
life’s another word without a meaning an item with no value that’s under our control in my hands i’m holding every key to the darkness i’ll fall into since living took it’s toll searching for an open door finding that there aren’t any more turn out the lights and close the door try and say…
n-body told me we’d lose in this fight. and i’m still lost inside. an old friend whispers old friend, we burn. below are serpents that kill our children. down the drain to join the others… she has dispensed down there. welcome home son, this is when your life begins. you said to me, “ff this…
war for profit or war for fun? makes no difference, the lunacy has begun killing spree initiated, apocalypse in progress and who cares what gets wiped out in the process? wargames on a playground called earth you’re just a piece in this little game a war on terrorism that will purify your part in it…
(i just wanna let you know i will never have to let you go i can be your love again just remember once again when were dancing in the london’s rain) slow down, slow down, slow down you broken my heart again broken my soul again move on, move on, move on i feel like…
reflections of past entwine with visions of future flooding my soul i see only images of death growing darker longer like shadows with the setting sun… an ancient word whispered without sound to awaken the past from it’s sleep to bestow a symbol of remembrance sent as the images of a raven carried on the…