defend my actions. The foundation crumbles and I have to leave. Thanks for everything - I couldn't ask for more... I say I love you all... as I vanish through the Jester
: [Stromblad] Cre-age-aeon new beginning held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-world free of inscription devoid of the echoes of man noble savage cyborg
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is dead man's banquet of mould ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we go..our steps so silent And we go..our blooded trace; The Jester Race Calling
: Build a fire for Val Jester Build a room for your love Take your time when you tell her How she lives in your blood You should've looked after
chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why? As you grow up and leave the playground Where you kissed your prince and found your frog Remember the jester
: A jester of sorts You stand holding your court Over minions of capital hill In a bath full of blood All alone, standing still Under God, you can fire
I am his size. So how can I forget him now When I long to share his life? Mommy, mommy, he loves your daughter. No jestering! No one can make me leave him. No jestering
They have killed the great sun jester Who danced between the stars They have stripped him of his manhood Signs of Venus and of Mars The cynics left him
on daffodils and struggle to answer why? As you grow up and leave the playground Where you kissed your prince and found your frog Remember the jester
Towards the rich archaic heavens Towards the lack diorama You are the artist and the texture That plays, with mantle, of the earth When the bleakest
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through the corridors Stream launching the binary vessels Vanities in extreme formations Ride into tomorrow's rigid futile Scripts of our dying jester race Of our dying jester
Staring there, leaning to the city moon Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black clad voyeur in his black clad masque In the serpentine
Titans of the power myth that failed Neanderthal hunger for the flesh of war so frail So weak, so hollow minded The primal flock responds The jester
Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground Collecting the tragedies still Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind Carried my cross to the hill And how I lust
I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos Your garment alive with your song (Yes, I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos) Steep the spiral to your far
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