The fragile keep secrets, gathered in pockets And they will sell them for nothing A cheap watch or locket that kind of gold washes off And the sad act
Did you expect it all to stop At the wave of your hand? Like the sun's just gonna drop If it's night you demand Well, in the dark we are just air So the
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning When you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you incessantly From the space between your bed and walls
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry I went and looked her in the eyes and she
The phone slips from a loose grip Words were missed, then some apology I didn't want to tell you this No, it's just some guy she's been hanging out with
I was cold in a dream Somewhere close to the surface Between the ice and the stream There is three inches of air So I swam towards the light I let my
You follow the footsteps Echoes leading down the hall To a room, there's music playing Tiny bells with moving parts Here the shadows make things ugly
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find Easily, more than sufficient doubt that These colors you see were picked in advance By some careful hand
Now and again It seems worse than it is But mostly the view is accurate You see your breath in the air As you climb up the stairs To that coffin you call
of chords That crashed against the shore in one huge and useless roar And there were girls bringing water like a dream they came To cool the fever of
There is a middle-aged woman, she's dragging her feet She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street
, sunset Sunrise, the sun sets Sunrise, the sun sets Sunrise, sunset Go home to your apartment Put the cassette in the tape deck and let that fever play
Tomorrow when I wake up, I?m finding my brother And making him take me back down to the water That lake where we sailed, and we laughed with our father
Ninnghizhidda - open my eyes Ninnghizhidda - hear my cries Plumed serpent of the deep Plumed serpent of the gate I command - come before me I command -
He said, "We're all dead" Ten years we would appear These prophecies we should have feared 'Cause now they're here (Stop this all) Seasons fade there
I was cold in a dream somewhere close to the surface Between the ice and the stream there is three inches of air So I swam towards the light I let my
[Re-released on Altars Of Madness CD as "Lord Of Fevers and Plague"] [Music & Lyrics: Azagthoth] Ninnghizhidda - open my eyes Ninnghizhidda - hear my
