APPEARANCE

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Bishop

THE DUKE MEETS THE REGRETTING BISHOP

The heat of eternal union
I think it was before this one
The last night in the wedding
Feeble bishop drank too much
Poor naked son of heaven
Repentance

He will bath in leaves now and forever
He will bath in leaves now and forevermore

Hidden in chamber
A wordless prayer:
Please oh clouds grant me forgiveness
Deliver me from my fall
Send me the angel of relief
Absolution

Icy ripping moment
Bishop gives punishment to himself
Thrashing with a frozen branch
Thirsty blood of weakness
Plain white snow no more innocent
Purgatory

"The man who was dying blessed me
I made the widow's heart sing
I put a righteousness as my clothing
Justice was my robe and my turban

Babylon, the jewel of kingdoms
The glory of Babylonians' pride
Will be overthrown by God
Like Sodom and Gomorrah"

Oh sweet Sodom and Gomorrah

"Can a man scoop fire into his lap
Without his clothes being burned?
Can a man walk on hot coals
Without his feet being scorched?"

And hence the request:
Grant me forgiveness
Instead of this endless feebleness

For truly and utterly
I am scorched

Thief

OUTSIDE THE RING THE BIGGEST THIEF WOULD SING: BITTER TASTE IN A BITTER SMILE

And the thieves and the birds all gathered around
Gathered around
Some of them with a caravan
With a caravan
And few of them without

When the evening lands they start to sing
They start to sing they start to sing

Bitter taste in a bitter smile
Smile in a bitter mile
And the mile is long

There is a hill that is fulfilled
Fulfilled
With the circus tricks with the magic tricks
With the circus tricks with the magic tricks

And there they start to sing
They start to sing they start to sing

Bitter taste in a bitter smile
Smile in a bitter mile
And the mile is long

A MEANINGLESS DISCUSSION IN THE HOUSE OF RED LOVE

I've seen his arrival
Is his face pale like winter?
His dead-like stare
Please cold water on the wintertime

And remember those tiny bells
On the tips of his shoes
And satin of his gown

But have you seen his monogram
Printed on his handkerchief
He truly is the Duke of Immorality

I've seen the horizon reddening
Fiery wonders of sailing gods
Snow flakes raging angry
Please cold water on the wintertime

And hear those appalling bells
And lazy death on his face
The judgement:
The Duke of shameless Immorality

His sharp nose spitting lightning
Face the sinners of corroded battles!
Doomsday! Doomsday!
Please cold water on the wintertime

MORNING EVENING

Morning

Petty ray through my window
Choo choo play on my curtain
Here marble-see tickle-toes
Greeting the other end
This other end of me

Cabaret on the ceiling
Planets sail up the teapot
Who stole my wrinkled my diamond pyjama

I see lettuce
And whales, whales, whales in the pouring rain

Oh my diamond pyjama
Wintertime holy snowing time
Bicycle is for the summertime
Here I come

Evening

BAKER'S WIFE IS TALKING IN HER SLEEP

Wandering the streets of the morning
A tall man with a cloak
He rang his bell so well
Down by the bakery

Oh hello please have a cake
I made it for this date

I think it's very good
Duke in my daydreams

Take me away
Take me today

Wagons

WAGONS WAGONS SCREECHING WHEELS

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Apocalypse

APOCALYPSE ON SCHEDULE

A man with a hat at the station
Too much obeying to repay
A man with a hat, no more patience
A hatful of pink and red

Explosion on the railway
Explosion on the highway
And such
Sometimes too much

A man with a jacket and blue lies
Is selling you wrong kind of pills
Swallow on and swallow another
Then the sky is burning
Confusion delusion
Heading this way

Explosion everywhere
Explosion anywhere
Somewhere, beware
No more pressure

Triumph

TRIUMPH OF OPPRESSION

I Majesty Of The Town Hall
II The Clambering
III Windy Threshold
IV The Fulfillment

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Parks

WHEN THE DAY BROKE, THE PARKS

Leaves so softly crackle in the trees
Gentle sound of creaking
Cold breathing
Pale derision
Willows steam and ashes turn alive

Beeches glorify the sarcastic wind
Leaves so softly sneering
And the elms
Temptation
Inevitable triumph of the new September same as before
October just like every year

Parks are turning alive
Parks are turning alive

October same as before
November just like every year

Parks are always alive
Parks are always

Humiliation
Impudence

THE COUNCIL NEVER ENDS

Dimension one over one

Dimension one over one

Currents follow heart of fate
Blue line council decides
Northern lights burning gates
Mounted gods