| "Midnight Dome" | |
| Currents pull by use of force I let it guide me Deep blue spin sucks us in with other things hiding Rifle in my leftmost hand shooting stars Im riding Twisting bent and wired I explode the shots Im firing Blue is now the black exposure streaks the light Confusion dominates but the vision is still high And the image of the Aztec art climbs into my brain The faces in the cliffs speaking to me How it shines deep beliefs speaking to me The faces in the cliffs speaking to me A cactus dance festivities from the past is all I see The thunder voice echoes by lowest sound in the sky What it says I cant describe but now I will try Breathless sleep, power beneath, rises with the sun Midnight dome, bravest ones, killing of the moon Changes roar, tempest fire, fight before you run Vanished winds, silence, crystal currents come How it shines deep beliefs speaking to me The faces in the cliffs speaking to me The faces in the cliffs speaking to me Stretched along by ice and heat other factors are to blame Thru the shoot of spiral dreams colors blend, I want no fame Cracking grounds split the land rising up the desert man Fear burns red, the women dance who shook the king A passage opens up itself enter if you wish Shimmer candles lighted blue show you way, thru the tomb The catacomb of world is deep now we must adhere To the faces in the cliffs speaking to me How it shines deep beliefs speaking to me The faces in the cliffs speaking to me |
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