/ C /Cathedral / The Ethereal Mirror(1993)

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@VIOLENT VORTEX (intro)


@RIDE

Lack-lustre vacuum magnetises the land,
scopeless material in ruthless demand,
concrete spectacle superficially grand,
divine animation buried in sand.
Chorus:
Well rise from the ashes of stagnation,
crystal warriors of damnation.
Nullified grafters manufactured from te womb,
out of the repro-clinic into household tomb.
Drag the nothing tiring through coal-dark underground,
drive the weels of iron round and round.

Repeat Chorus

Souring eyes scar through that book of lies,
and to the truth,
well our search is dignified.

Whilst the yawny drone of physical machinery
march in the robot mode to terminal destiny.
Microscopic observance,
forsaken innerland,
spiritual inertia,
absorbed in bland,
well our significance shan't sink in their charade,
'cos through their drab pantomine I say were gonna ride!

Chorus: End.


@ENTER THE WORMS

Adorned daggers,
ruby hilted swords,
unfailing crucifixes,
striking the mortal cords,
huge violent serpents in volumes rolled,
all holy poisons poured in cups of gold.

Ooh these instruments so blessed and old,
here lay death's sceptre ---
truth untold without mercy or
Chorus:
Love, forgiveness --- excile me,
blades of goodness set me free,
madness my destiny,
alone forever excile me.

Sharp swords,
bright lightnings set brave souls free,
past God's blind eyes through infinity,
of all these vessels transformed to clay,
rich ashes blown to dust --- swept away!
Now take me steel to the gift of skies,
deliver me from weakness from this flesh that rides.
Whithout pity or
Repeat Chorus
Ooh to think how pleasant your touch would be,
in that all my lovely limbs would fall away,
and drop into nothing in their soft decay.

Unto my frail heart,
the worms shall find a door,
enter the weary pulp --- into the core!

As all my flesh lay soft on the floor,
released this soul from me,
forevermore!
Into the loud tide screaming silent words,
out of this dreary world in screeching awe,
without earthly
Chorus: End.


@MIDNIGHT MOUNTAIN

Sliding down a mountain,
as dusk passas to day.
The antidote of elation,
now lifeless masses awake.
Jaws of suxiety open,
the luring vampire of agility,
a fatal invitation,
sight hazing from me.

Chorus:
Oh midnight mountain,
I require,
inner re-location,
back to pinnacles high.

Drowining in empty faces,
sinking in banal,
I crave the isolation of eventide when perception climbs,
I just need the injection,
a dose to boost my flight,
a sonic blast of moonlight,
nucleus ignites.

Chorus 2:
Oh midnight mountai
now I'm revived,
stimulus transcending back to pinnacles high.
Screaming at doleful skies,
absorbing all my sighs,
responding to my cries ---
downcast a thunder of reprise,
won't let the next sunrise,
signal my landslide,
>from estatic highs,
I'm on top of their demise.


@FOUNTAIN OF INNOCENCE

Fountain of youth,
lifespirit flows into a well of truths,
of cold and dim repose.
I craved to be as high as the pillowy clouds,
to walk amongst the tall,
who used to look back down and frown.

Chorus:
Now here I stand by the wasteland,
where our dreams began.
>From these once golden fields our curiosity ran...
I chased the sugar claw through temptation's door,
the bitterness I found...
sweetness I taste no more.

>From the playground to the slayground,
the sombre middleground absorbs the emptiness.

Chorus 2:
Look back across the marble sea of discovery,
a fountain of innocence flows in juvenescence.

I'm resident in corridors of sentiment,
I face the wall --- discovery terminal,
but there's no more false truths I wish to discover,
and I am physically unable,
to tread back down those corridors.
Fountain of youth,
oh how I bathed in your innocence,
and now in cold repose,
I must face the bitter truth...


@GRIM LUXURIA

Cold sin and fire,
burning wrath and anger,
this crippled splendour of lust so dire yeah!
Insane visions of beauty,
groanings so empty,
wriggling in agony,
thefrail corpse of love that is me.
Hair and eyes limbs and faces,
bending hard in fierce embraces.
Ooh this loveless rage,
come give me pain --- arcane exotica,
ooh grim luxuria.

Chorus:
Twisted lust on fire,
love the bastard liar.

Sick grins of pleasure,
warped torsos in heaven
bending tongues --- saliva,
licking lifeforms of grotesque.
On the floor bones cracking,
like evil dogs mauling,
grunting in this ecstacy,
--- shaking, screaming, clawing me!
Pleading eyes mangled faces,
torn apart,
in growling places.
Ooh this seething cage,
white light in vain,
arcance exotica --- grim luxuria.
Twisted lust on fire,
love --- the bastard liar.
Oh sweet sanctity,
--- hell is pouring over me.


@JADED ENTITY

Here, gibbering alone...
ooh the earth and the the heavens,
they so tire me,
tomorrow's dreams encased in a velvet sanctuary.
The crumbled throne of worldly gain,
is glory forgotten,
and now just nothing remains.
Chorus:
We've come too far,
we are so close,
one soul,
inside,
one forever weeping.

As the vain morning dawns all life fades away,
you can take me now,
beyond the violet veil,
and whatever flames the night in this deeds I've done.
In fate's control,
at last my time has come.
Repeat Chorus
Death is death,
the little host that squirms,
smell the dark --- the coffin's closed,
and I so soft --- ooh so soft,
no movement and no breath,
no ears, no nose --- no eyes.

Death is death,
in life's sepulchre ---
no sight, no sound, no cry,
and always... always...
death is death --- yeah! (Alive again).
Eeeaaergh --- damp skin in greying sheets,
decaying bed absorbing me,
bleached white ceiling above ---
dehydrating visions of love.

Vitality slides back down the walls,
saturating the velvet floor,
numbness writhes in all I adore,
wasting here,
can't see the door...


@ASHES YOU LEAVE

Weep for autumn skies shrouded in misty air.
Weep for thy solemn dearth,
and for thy chill despair.

Chorus:
Ashes you leave:
as you ascend from me.
Ooh!
Your face, the furnace of my soul,
the endless lies that we told,
clear blue waters in which we bathe,
the yesterdays we failed to save.
Still I see,
and we cannot be.
Chorus:
Ashes you leave,
as you ascend from me.

The leaves that fell unto our graves,
with the love that we've made,
the [tree(sounds like tree, but 'tears' is more likely)] that filled my eyes,
tomorrow's yesterdays is stone engaved.

Still I see,
we cannot be.

Repeat Chorus
Ooh!
The black living life,
living into fears of pain,
Around my shelter,
I try to fill up,
clouds that touch the ground.

It was alive,
stone in those eyes,
I'm tasting that [why/way] too much,
and now [we sit/the sin] whose side I live,
hold her in the [b(lack].
Weep for autumn skies,
shrouded in misty air.

Weep for thy solemn dearth,
and for thy chill despair.

Repeat Chorus

As shadows pass in the misty night,
over the waning moonlit grass
in the winter passing too light...

[Into darkness... into dark... [...] ... in this moonlight...]


@PHANTASMAGORIA

Rowntree's Ad Lib into LSD.
Aah! Ooh!
Daylight crawling under your doorway,
a faint sliddering,
a forblooming,
a vision of nightmare,
shadows motioning,
let holler vengeance so aidless [aimless]
arrivings count ordained,
reflection frozen,
he smiles so darkless,
a brother discontained.

Ooh!
It's creeping closer,
it's here again!

Chorus:

[Write/rape] your [will/well] upon,
[I was fallen/all fours/all foller], yeah yeah,
[Walk me from this hall/Wake me from this horror]
to race you down the halls,
bleeding angels bleeding of heaven,
Wake in blood and see,
the tale [is/has] come to [come/crawl/call].
[Rotting shoulders (probably not)] loves a man holding,
a hunger for the play,
a real purple anguish at morning,
watching in the shade.
Eyes sunken, [real] lips mulching,
hunger trickeling,
into the gazeless yelly master,
wobbeling, jiggering.

Repeat Chorus

Spewling soft in [our/all]most sleep,
touching just to crave for me,
[seen/sereen] rotting in the face of day,
in [a pound of] flesh,
[it ends great],
I got his slab awake again!
Oh from the sky all my stars have fell,
and on my heart and soul it fell,
they rest in anguish, sorrow and woe,
into nothing so low.
[F...gma/stigma] is growing old,
welcome to meet droning stone,
alone we underword alone belongs too much.
(Here I go!)
(Oh so low!)

Roaming through this liquid maze,
sliggering past the ancient [ray],
to the stinking place, alarming phase,
jiggering master take me on my way,
armed with butterflies in this wriggeling haze,
beyond the gates Hell is [great]!
No phoney merchants their region sees,
to nothingness and never peace,
the blacks are dead, let's scream uproar!


@IMPRISONED IN FLESH

Wishing that the sun would shine,
flesh wasting dreams inside.

In this prison burning light,
which fades on the outside.

I only want to believe,
that there's a place better for me,
a union where lost souls meet,
where I can share this flame with thee,
hide and reach beyond entropy,
in all that you seek --- burn within me.