Our abode ´mongst the stars is waiting, long enough for our lastbreath of life.
You stare at nothing, right through me, at times resembling theDevil's concubine.
And me, I am the idol that would long to caress our eyes untilthey would open no more.
I would comfort you if I only could, but as we all know bynow...I am just thin air.
Unaware as you are of my presence, you are losing yourself.
Hiding within The Amen Corner.
You stare at nothing, right through me, at times resembling theDevil's concubine.
And me, I am the idol that would long to caress our eyes untilthey would open no more.
I would comfort you if I only could, but as we all know bynow...I am just thin air.
Unaware as you are of my presence, you are losing yourself.
Hiding within The Amen Corner.
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The Roundhouse Tapes
Sorceress
Pale Communion
Heritage
Watershed
Ghost Reveries