Who built this tower of memories
Who dug up those swirling spirits
An impermanent state of conclusion
Unjust soil to hide away in
What beast gave birth to the dragon
What ape did move forth to become
The primate of illusions
Framed by the terror of him self
(Chorus)
Shaken from morbid dreams
Beneath their cold-cave earth
Dead fog-breath bleeds
into gaps between my burial and birth
Black light spills out
And drapes this maudlin gloom
Ascending from vapor cabins
The drowned and mangled angelforms . . . gently loom
The Stranded angels are calling . . .
(spoken)
"Without any miracles of light and love
Useless and captive in a well of lost rememberance
Depraved and digested by the height of age"
Crawling backwards to face its own truth
With a dying soul and a broken neck
It never seems to give up or back down
A brutally honest offering . . .
Who dug up those swirling spirits
An impermanent state of conclusion
Unjust soil to hide away in
What beast gave birth to the dragon
What ape did move forth to become
The primate of illusions
Framed by the terror of him self
(Chorus)
Shaken from morbid dreams
Beneath their cold-cave earth
Dead fog-breath bleeds
into gaps between my burial and birth
Black light spills out
And drapes this maudlin gloom
Ascending from vapor cabins
The drowned and mangled angelforms . . . gently loom
The Stranded angels are calling . . .
(spoken)
"Without any miracles of light and love
Useless and captive in a well of lost rememberance
Depraved and digested by the height of age"
Crawling backwards to face its own truth
With a dying soul and a broken neck
It never seems to give up or back down
A brutally honest offering . . .