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Evil Always Has a Good Excuse

Stop. Show Your papers,
Like Eastern Germany.
Follow every guideline,
You're already on one knee.

When your TV says,
You stay in and behave,
Watch all freedom fade,
It's what you gave away, so they'd keep you safe.

Forgetting that evil,
Always has a good excuse,
They all take power to save you,
Then use it to abuse.

Well, a guilded cage,
You know is still a cage,
And your health fails and fades,
It's what you gave away, so they'd keep you safe.

Take a daily test,
Your owners know what's best,
Lose your wealth, reset,
Their change is what you get when you acquiesce.

The Dream Was Ever Divine

Phoenicia,
Possessor of seas.
To Latium,
Into the dream.

Marked Stones,
Arrayed,
The Horse, The Hawk,
And the many rayed Sun.

The days,
Divine,
To plough the seas,
The fish swim to the East.

The Sun is shot,
Dead face the East.
The days divine,
Only a dream.

Sun-fire,
Returns,
The setting Sun,
Enters the gates of night.

It flows,
As fire,
The door open,
From one world to the next.

Phoenicia,
Possessor of seas.
To Latium,
Into the dream.

Phoenician Dream

Two days and a night by sea,
To find the land, Leogecia.
Wasted desolate city,
No living soul to bar the way.

Dusk on the abandoned island,
Setting forth unto a nameless temple,
There to find,
Find her shrine,
Strangest dreams.

Gods bequeathed to you the sea,
To find at last, your destined seat.
Calm upon deserted shores,
The quiet woods and empty halls.

The Goddess shall appear before him,
Answers given to the dreamer waking,
Fate decrees,
The Western sea,
To call your own.

Brutus and Corineus

Though Brutus felt uncertainty,
In visions from a dream,
They ploughed on through the waves.

The dream compelled him to the sea,
To sail for thirty days,
Beyond the salt-pan lake.

Sail past,
The Pillars of Hercules,
There to find kin,
Of high antiquity.

They cast anchor in the Loire,
Then came ashore,
To hunt in woods and fields.

When stopped, they slew Gaul’s messenger,
Then joined in war,
Against all in their way.

Dead night,
By little known trackways,
In the depths of the woods,
Corineus lay in wait.

They stopped a thousand hearts,
They sliced and tore apart,
The force of Aquitaine.

They named a city for their dead,
In victory they fled,
Back to the sea.

Sail on,
Above the Deep,
Find the land,
Across the Western Sea.

New Troy

One step across,
Across the sky,
There to raise,
A second Troy.
Along the shore,
A pleasing place,
Enriching lands,
New city raised.

Waters deep and cold,
Glisten shards of light,
Heed your call,
Blue mist of dawn,
The White Island,
Shall be yours.

One step across,
Across the sky,
There to raise,
A second Troy.
Along the shore,
A pleasing place,
Enriching lands,
New city raised.

To find the cooling woods,
The richest lands and streams,
Heed your call,
Blue mist of dawn,
The White Island,
Shall be yours.

One step across,
Across the sky,
There to raise,
A second Troy.
Along the shore,
A pleasing place,
Enriching lands,
New city raised

The Sun

The Sun’s last touch
Transmogrifies
The earth, the sea, and the sky.
Rum gold, deep pink
Intoxicates,
Warm orange spirit flows.

Transfix in light
The saline beast,
The flowing in of the fire.
The right-hand path,
A glowing shard,
To vanquish the deep death.

The Sun’s last touch
Transmogrifies
The earth, the sea, and the sky.

Indara

True Sun-fire,
Burns again.
Each spark returns,
To the flame.

Indara,
Bring waters roaring forth,
Indara, oh,oh,
The shining Sun-cross.

Once was lost,
now revealed.
In the Sun's,
Burning seal.

Indara,
Bring waters roaring forth,
Indara, oh, oh,
The shining Sun-cross.

Swell high like rivers,
Waters of the deep,
The Sun with its brightness,
The Snow with its whiteness,
And Fire with all of the strength that it has.

Indara,
Bring waters roaring forth,
Indara, oh, oh,
The shining Sun-cross.

Indara,
Bring waters roaring forth,
Indara, oh, oh,
The shining Sun-cross.

Kud Gal

She's a good girl,
I read her name,
It's six thousand years,
But our words sound the same.

From the mounds of the Earth,
He cuts her free,
The Underground Sun,
Upon the wide sea.

The light,
It shines,
In spirals on the sea.

The waves,
Alight,
A glittering galaxy.

Priestess of the Sun,
Abandons fear,
Beyond the false light,
Those six thousand years.

From the death-throes,
To rise again,
Phoenicia,
The fire is tamed.

The light,
It shines,
In spirals on the sea.

The waves,
Alight,
A glittering galaxy.

She's a good girl,
Don't know her name,
It's six thousand years,
But our words sound the same.

We lost or forgot,
But there's no blame,
Bright Sun will rise,
Once again.

The birds in the sky,
Horse on the hillside,
Soon you will feel,
Powerful waves.

Like Fabius, They Wait

Quiet drip, drip of change,
Whole World can be re-arranged,
Close to their heart’s desire,
They wait like Fabius.

They wait like Fabius,
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like…

Wolf in a fleece can hide,
You watch the World just slide,
Slow crushing of liberty,
They wait like Fabius.

They wait like Fabius,
They wait like Fabius,
They wait like...

The Girl From Ancona

She’s got the sleekest, firmest skin,
The softest amber glow,
She’s the girl from Ancona, ah-oh.

The beautiful girl from Ancona,
Like a warm breeze by the sea,
Hair like the darkening evening,
Such beauty.

Her eyes are the deepest,
The darkest pools I know,
Bathe in her gaze of liquid fire, ah-oh.

She’ll dance on the steps of Passetto,
Blue sky and white stone at her feet,
As pure as the heat of the evening,
As wild as the depths of the sea.

Her touch is hidden knowledge,
That few are meant to know,
She spins the World around her, oh-oh.

By night the deep black of the ocean,
Stretches out to eternity,
She’s like the lights on the shoreline,
Such beauty.

La, la, la, la, la ,la, la, la…

She's Stopped

Against the sky,
From her window
The whole World has been outlined.

Willing to try,
The will to power
Was there inside.

All alone,
From nothing
Something is born.

It’s over now,
It’s over,
It’s over.

She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over yet.

She’s realised
That hope’s the same
As everything…

It dies,
People outside:
If they’re content, then let them die.

The sky’s still above,
But grey and cold,
Too tired to fall in love.

The work is undone,
But nothing’s ever
Lost or won.

She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.
She’s stopped for now,
It’s not over,
It’s not over yet.

Castaway

There's this funny thing called love,
That can put you under pressure,
And even though you know your worth,
Sometimes you let him treat you less than you deserve.

I'm only saying this,
Because I need your kiss,
So come and jump up on my ship.

You don't have to be a castaway,
No,
All washed-up on the lonely bay,
No you don't have to be a castaway,
No,
Oh let me rescue you today.

Oh this funny thing called love,
Makes your head explode, you don't know where to turn,
And you can't explain the hurt,
Still you let him treat you less than you deserve.

I'm only saying this,
Because I need your kiss,
Why don't you jump up on my ship?

You don't have to be a castaway,
No,
All washed-up on the lonely bay,
No you don't have to be a castaway,
No,
Oh let me rescue you today.

You're not safe on that rocky boat,
Trying hard just to stay afloat,
Crashing waves and the rocky, stormy skies.
You don't know that I love you more,
But it's better to trust the shore,
You'll be dry, you'll be dry.

Oh, the land here is better.
At least you'll be safe and dry.
Like the bottle and the letter,
Looking for the shiny sky.

She's Not Your Girl

Love flows,
Like cash,
Her everything.
Just touch,
Don’t love,
Passion so cold.
Check-in,
Check-out,
This evening.
Drawn-in,
Pushed out,
You’re so far away.

Cold, her touch,
Like the bitter winter rain,
There’s no comfort here for you at all.

She’s not your girl,
She won’t let you take your time,
Won’t meet your eye,
Her thoughts are elsewhere, so…
She’s not your girl,
Doesn’t feel a thing, no
Butterflies,
Just discarded coins.

Check-in,
Check-out,
This evening.
Drawn in,
Pushed out,
You’re so far away.

What she said,
As the sun was fading out,
Tells you everything you need to know.

She’s not your girl,
She won’t let you take your time,
Won’t meet your eye,
Her thoughts are elsewhere, so…
She’s not your girl,
Doesn’t feel a thing, no
Butterflies,
Just discarded coins.

Time Is In Our Minds

Waiting,
Yeah I'm still waiting,
Praying for another day,
Like I was before.

Sunshine,
Creeping through the early hours,
Distant dreams of you and me,
Still wash ashore.

Time,
It's etched in our minds,
But it's not real.
Time,
It's an imaginary line,
That swallows it's tail.

Loved me,
Made our place in history,
Close your heart to all of me,
Like I have to you.

Time,
It's etched in our minds,
But it's not real.
Time,
It's an imaginary line,
That swallows it's tail.

Waking,
Another lonely morning,
Another day older, another night young,
It's all the same,
It's all the same.

Shrouded path

Out in the woods, little creatures,
Wander on a lonely path at night,
Pitch black amongst trees and bushes,
By torchlight they scurry out of sight.

Upon the pathway,
The night's protective shell,
Forever here with you,
Under your spell.

The lashing branches,
Shall always let us pass,
Beside the Roman road,
On a shrouded path.

All alone on the pathway,
Darkness before and behind,
This Roman road's long forgotten,
Shrouded in the dark of the night.

Slip down the pathway,
That you know oh so well,
Stop by the brook and wait,
For time shall tell.


Go down the pathway,
That you know oh so well,
You'll never walk alone,
They're with you still.

Upon the pathway,
The night's protective shell,
Forever here with you,
Under your spell.

The lashing branches,
Shall always let us pass,
Beside the Roman road,
On a shrouded path.

Take You Home

She knows to hide all the bruising on her arms,
When she's outside, when she's alone.

Always with her, even when she's alone,
Her one and only soul.

She's stuck, out of luck and
Can't miss the love that she's never
Known, that she'll never know.

When he touches her, it still burns, but she's
Lost, so long, nowhere to turn.

When he hits her, it still hurts, but she's
Lost, baby she's lost for words.

She's scared of leaving, and she's scared to return
When there's nowhere else to go.

She's scared to turn the key, open the door
She stops and waits across the road.

She's stuck, out of luck and
Can't miss the love that she's never
Known, that she'll never know.

When he touches her, it still burns, but she's
Lost, so long, nowhere to turn.

When he hits her, it still hurts, but she's
Lost, baby she's lost for words.

When she thinks of death, he looks at her, says,
"I love you babe, oh, oh I want to take you home".

When she thinks of death, he looks at her, says,
"I love you babe, ah, oh I want to take you home".

Hell on earth

Aaaah...aaaah.
You’re confused and you’re tired, Too worn out to decide, As we’re changing what’s right, And we’re changing your mind.

Sleep, Deep, Relinquish: everything’s Beyond your control.

You’ll never know, Who speaks the truth, Who’s being used.
You’ve no idea, What to believe, You’re confused.
You will accept, You will accept, Eternal war.
You will accept, You will accept, That you’re poor.

Aaaah…aaaah.
You feel you can’t fight, And you cannot decide, When you’re traumatised, You can’t control your mind.

Sleep, Deep, Relinquish: everything’s Beyond your control.

You’ll never know, Who speaks the truth, Who’s being used.

You’ve no idea, What to believe, You’re confused.

You will accept, You will accept, Eternal war.

You will accept, You will accept, That you’re poor.

Nations disappear. (*4)

One World Order’s on the way, There’s no such thing as sovereign nations, In One World Legal System, Just rulers and servants, Just rulers and servants.

I make your children blind, So history’s only seen by elite eyes, And none shall know: in the past man was free, They must ask for everything from me.
Time passes by, As we sit and wait for generations to die, Your grandchildren chipped: brains wired with an aim, Slave boys, slave girls the same.

Lost Amongst

The battered stones and rusty waters,
The grasses where the adders lurk,
The summer heat has dried out all the pathways.

We walked along the woodland footpath,
Shaded from the summer sun,
Together in the quiet, all alone.

Though you're lost to me forever,
I'm never going to give you up,
For lost amongst the rocks and shadowed places.

The words ring out in empty spaces,
The rain is falling on the leaves,
And I dread to think of you so far from me.

There's so many people now,
There's no room for the woods and fields,
In the lost and lonely city all is concrete.