Lyric Context Universe
to the sick and strange
that calls out to me. i crept through the palace archways
psychotic and deranged oh lord
to the sick and strange
that calls out to me. i crept through the palace archways
psychotic and deranged oh lord
mirrors of the dead
people in the archways
eyes full of lead
mirrors of the dead
people in the archways
eyes full of lead
my alley becomes a cathedral
eyes can be archways
to enter or leave by
my alley becomes a cathedral
eyes can be archways
to enter or leave by
my alley becomes a cathedral
eyes can be archways
to enter or leave by
my alley becomes a cathedral
eyes can be archways
to enter or leave by
mirrors of the dead
people in the archways
eyes full of lead
mirrors of the dead
people in the archways
eyes full of lead
bitter black
passing through the ebony archways
hand in hand with the wisdom of stars
bitter black
passing through the ebony archways
hand in hand with the wisdom of stars
reader of the runes
through an archway of branches i ride
like a ghost haunted by love
reader of the runes
through an archway of branches i ride
like a ghost haunted by love
but you don't see how you've changed
under an archway
on a road of white linen
but you don't see how you've changed
under an archway
on a road of white linen
fellow makers ride beside me
walking through an archway and admiring what lies there
and i must be away from my home
fellow makers ride beside me
walking through an archway and admiring what lies there
and i must be away from my home
the hidden chambers reveals the past
engraved in the archways in stone
demon lord
the hidden chambers reveals the past
engraved in the archways in stone
demon lord
Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways
Do not turn your face towards me
Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways
Do not turn your face towards me
in ruby letters carved
the archway of forgotten worlds appear
the wind dies down in this eve
in ruby letters carved
the archway of forgotten worlds appear
the wind dies down in this eve
listen o ye my old friend
hear my songs echoing out through the archways of the elms
on the leaves my bare feet tread
listen o ye my old friend
hear my songs echoing out through the archways of the elms
on the leaves my bare feet tread
in heart i'm an american artist
and i have no guilt. i seek pleasure. i seek the nerves under your skin. the narrow archway; the layers;
the scroll of ancient lettuce. we worship the flaw
in heart i'm an american artist
and i have no guilt. i seek pleasure. i seek the nerves under your skin. the narrow archway; the layers;
the scroll of ancient lettuce. we worship the flaw
start
my whistle under the archways
still echoes down the street
start
my whistle under the archways
still echoes down the street
representing the mambo. mambo. mambo oooh. mambo
gretta leads us through the stone carved archway
into the school of samba
representing the mambo. mambo. mambo oooh. mambo
gretta leads us through the stone carved archway
into the school of samba
start
my whistle under the archways
still echoes down the street
start
my whistle under the archways
still echoes down the street
monda dinner
archway
dead the drink of a victim
monda dinner
archway
dead the drink of a victim