| Almost in the beginning was the murderer
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| And I fell faceless into the world
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| Unaware the moon had changed its face
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| Hallucinatory Mountain arose Atlantine
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| Constellations warped
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| Shed wings
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| Anointing tyranny of stars
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| I arose as Aleph, the Speller, the Killer
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| In my mind fractal texts
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| Broken grammars
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| Droning like honey
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| Sweeter than
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| Ziggurat, ⲁⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲉ
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| The voice or squeal or fear of Thunder
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| The thrushfaced Seven
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| Stars masking the reeds
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| In the middle of Aleph
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| As a coiled comet, the meteor
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| Murderer
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| My head was red as moons
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| Bubbling with threats
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| Doubled like the Trinity I shed
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| Under the river with the dog and the child
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| I speak speech and build the Wall again
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| And close off the storehouse
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| I dreamt nail veils on the Ka’aba
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| Dragging the Khabs
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| Build towers of voices screaming
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| Astaroth dr eamed vials of sap
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| I had one gold volume and whispered
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| «Can I go back to your Satanic flat?»
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| Killed spiders cold and ford black becks
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| Cheeks as red as pomegranates
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| Astaroth blushing curtseying
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| Smiling «Kiss the bride»
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| Or «Time is the Crime»
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| Or «I am true to you as the bluebirdbloodface
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| Full of grace and lice and moss and confusion»
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| Tiny voices like thumbs
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| Arise from Aleph as I was/am/shall be
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| On the Hallucinatory Mountain
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| Full of troubles and colours
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| And the sound of the sand
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| The perpetual Virgin of Evidence
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| Sly ghosts hover like gold
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| And pricks hunger for cats imagined
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| Burning as sadly as the sun
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| So where do I start unreal?
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| I was stripped by time
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| Part of time
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| In its flow, its fields
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| Its mirrors, masks
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| Strut around me
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| But bending me too
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| Did it take me with it?
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| Was I floating above it?
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| Through it?
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| I was an oracle for nothing at all
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| Not even the birds breaking faces to my past
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| Back in the form of the Mountain
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| I envisaged the women
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| Open to me as 93 Thelemic 93 flowers
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| The folds splay crazily and shining
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| Their fast unfurling sunbeams
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| Forcing bright smudges in my past
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| But in my mind July or gorgon
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| The flowers shut
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| Spring snap sharp and lock
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| The door and gate and vial and fountain
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| The fields of rape were barley or wheat
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| Barely beds for the Killer waiting
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| Giddy with spores
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| I planted my past
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| In all who approached
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| And prayed for Babron
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| Lined phrases/boxes
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| Hymned the breeze |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tyranny Of Stars, artist - Current 93. Album song Monohallucinatory Mountain / Aleph At Hallucinatory Mountain, in the genre Альтернатива