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Of Stranger Realms
02:38
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MMh-hm-hm-hmmm
Forgotten paths of simplicity
Mind your crossing, better not to be seen...
You're better... not to be seen
Wanderin' around here, plantin' poison seed, oh
Oh I am eternal, equal to the cosmos
For I walk stranger realms
For I am of stranger realms
Liquid energy, always a hex ahead o' you
For I am o' a stranger realm
For I walk stranger realms
For I walk stranger realms
For I am o' a stranger realms
For I walk stranger realms
For I am o' a stranger realm
Always a hex ahead o' you
Walk stranger realms
For I walk stranger realms
For I am of a stranger realm
Always a hex ahead o' you, ah
Liquid energy, always a hex ahead o' you, ah!
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Eriodictyon Crassifolium
01:34
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Tar Bird
02:27
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Gasping through the clouds
Into the open sky
Vast and so beautiful
Glide over mountains
Sweeping over trees
The only trustful place
Is the swamp to be
Tar Bird
Tar Bird
Tar Bird
Tar Bird of mine
Sweet Tar Bird of mine
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4. |
Built O' Bones
02:21
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C'mon
Yeah
Step into my shoes...
Yeah, here we go!
Oh, majestic riverside
Got my face down in the dirt
(In the dirt, ugh)
Through the night, through the night
Your smile I see, eww...urrgh
Never knew
(Never knew)
That I rode in on a whore horse
(Nah, I ain't stutterin')
Majestic fat behind
My head up in a whore horse, huh!
So deep inside... mhhh-ah
Oh, majestic fat behind...
Oh, majestic fat behind...
Urgh!
Yeah!
Ha!
I'm built o' bones!
I'm built o' bones!
Sun went out on my lap
Got all nerves all boilin' hawt
And in the end, we all come... out drunk
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5. |
Yureeshka, The Spider
01:57
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She'll always be huntin'
But never to be free
Caught in her own webs
But her true self, she cannot see
Cannot see, unable to be free
She'll always be searchin'
But never to be free
Caught in her own webs
Cannot see, cannot see
She once tried to bewitch me
With her fine figurine
But I managed to withstand her
Revealin' her true sad bein'
But her...
Her true self, she still cannot see
Cannot see
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6. |
Curse Be Gone!
03:16
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Oh, turn the lamp down low
When the night sky is high
Cos they will surely arrive in your mind, uh!
Oh, when the lamps're low, when the lamps're low
When the mountain cries out right down below
Then there's so much to decide...
Ya need a all fine decent tea tonight, yeah
Finally, with them plans hacked into yer skin
They'll respect you for what you always've been
So hush, hush, hush - and don't you doubt yourself
Twisted, two fisted, robbed of all wits and
Welcomin' the noose to end up gutted 'n' limp-wristed
Oooh, yeah!
So liquid and hollow, with a bag fulla ghosts
Fiendishly shallow, with your soul endevoured by drones
Ride that dull ole reptile and bind it to a stone
Give it a feed, head into the river
Where the wizard waits on the dawn
Ahaah
It oughtta be futile, it oughtta be mean
It oughtta be futile, it oughtta be mean
All odds to look futile...
Trust me to be right here
Oh, futile at last...
We've gotten futile at last
Gotten futile at last
Or at least?
Oh!
So, now all lamps went out
You're at the bottom, son
It's all to be said and done
Darlin', I never been in yer deed
You're playin' a rockin' dead, dead end, owww!
So... we gotten futile at last
All the birds, they burned their nests
Hidden sword, haint be gone!
Wooden spell, curse be gone, yeah!
Be gone.
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7. |
Sun Warmed Gold
02:14
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Feels like waking up from eons of bein' blind
As you make my hairs stand up
Just by being on my mind
Like a gentle breeze in the trees
You're smoothly movin', dancin'
Above the ground, white morning fog
And I'm touching the horizon, I'm floating over fields
Over plains of certainty, breathing untamed blue
Gently being kissed by the wind which is you
By the wind which is you
Which is you
I see you dancing, I hear you moan
Can feel your smile, can taste your scent
I see you dancing, I hear your moan
You're making kisses shine like sun warmed gold
Yeah, like sun warmed gold.
Don't worry, it's all true
Don't worry, it's all true, so real
So real
No end, no goal
No end, no goal
Just feel, only feel
Only feel
Just feel, only feel
Only feel
Oh, and how I feel you...
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8. |
Trapezohedron Rite
02:12
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Ooooh, yeah!
Bring on the rite, sleek and weird!
Summon what's left o' them ragged ole cultists
And let 'em know we all go down laughin'
Bring on the rite!
Bring on the rite!
Bring on the rite!
Sleek and weird
Buckle up tight
Now, I'll summon all what's left o' them ragged ole cultists
And I'll tell them that we all go down laughin'
Heh!
Bring on the rite!
Oh, on the crooked montain side
By the reddest, reddest light
Aren't y'all keen to find
What it is that eats our minds?
Eats up our minds
That eats up our minds, yeah!
Uh!
Bring on the rite!
Bring on the rite!
Huh!
C'mon!
Ahooooooo-yeah!
Ahooooooo-yeah!
Ahooooooo-yeah!
Bring on the rite!
Bring on the rite!
Bring on the rite!
Yeah!
Yeaaarghh!
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9. |
Steps Of A Mule
02:42
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Hangin' low, swingin'
Stubborn... Such a stubborn soul
Smile like the wind and breathe in the chill
On grease feeds the beast
Runnin' in circles, so easy to be eased
Ooooh... not fearin' anythin'
On grease feeds the beast
On grease feeds the beast
Stubborn to the heart
And honest to the soul
Open your eyes and losen your ends
I could easily rule your wicked zoo
Oh yeah, I could, yeah
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana
Nananana-Nanana-Nananananana...
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10. |
Ghost Light In The Corn
01:26
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Faded, but not gone
Sober, but real real gone
Eyes swirlin' like butterflies
Leavin' the straws dancin'
In eerie green light
In eerie light, oh
A phantom... a phantom in a field
A phantom in a field
Faded, but not gone
Sober, but real gone
Swirlin' like butterflies
Dancin' in the pale night
Dance the pale night away...
Ghost light in the corn
Ghost light in the corn
Ghost light in the corn
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