Из альбома: Dion Fortune Sampler, Volume V
What can be expected
forced time and rejected
Submission follows the fall
Submission makes you turn away
and other times there's a dive
straight to your heart
Mission
terminates with precious submission
The mission follows the fall
Submission makes you turn away
and other times there's a dive
straight to your heart
What's it like there where you are soulless?
(4X)
And this is for your human race
and this is for your god
Urgency, futility
derivative fatality
(/4X)
There is hope and there is vision
guilty conscience, coexistence
Walking towards a final solution
trailing streams of doubt and motion
Lost within a damaged system
waiting for my absolution
She walks on water, she moves through the land
with a prescence of mind and i'm frightened
Blood in her dreams, terms meeting like mine
she opens up the red door
Driving through the night but my mind's with you
and i'm still keeping on
but there's nothing any longer
I'm waiting for the moment
when the answers fall likes ashes
I'm waiting for a time when I can live again
Let's open up pure and sacrosanct
and attribute all the lies to a timeworn cycle
Take a walk down the corridors of severance
deliverance is a dream now
Disposable misery, violent hypocrisy
I cannot look into the face of decay
without seeing in my eyes
all my own lies living time
and looking to the skies for a sign
Degenerate cry down upon
this girl in a red dress scattershot, shellshocked
Demonstrative cost in humility that forces me
to think and act a gentle word can only bring devotion
to a seminary downtime
lost within extolling all the virtues of commitment
the consequence of lies
You told me standing in the third house
bleeding on the white walls
watching all I know fade away