Aryl7
10-30-2006, 10:24 PM
Rewritten with many changes, kept a few lines from original
Lurid
The red eyed fountain spits feeble words
Phantom fingers draw empty axioms
The sinners yearn for hope
From idols hiding in the womb
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
These believers entangled
In the knots of wingless silhouettes
Mother cries at the vermin
Thoughts passing through strangled minds
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Bouquets echo the blood of lovers
Held tightly by the white-washed hands
The sea is a vicious dancer
When left to step with the wind
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
A valiant effort to be sure
But there is no escape from death’s allure
A valiant effort to be sure
But there is no mistake that death can cure
The red eyed fountain spits feeble words
Phantom fingers draw empty axioms
The sinners yearn for hope
From idols hiding in the womb
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Lurid
The red eyed fountain spits feeble words
Phantom fingers draw empty axioms
The sinners yearn for hope
From idols hiding in the womb
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
These believers entangled
In the knots of wingless silhouettes
Mother cries at the vermin
Thoughts passing through strangled minds
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Bouquets echo the blood of lovers
Held tightly by the white-washed hands
The sea is a vicious dancer
When left to step with the wind
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
A valiant effort to be sure
But there is no escape from death’s allure
A valiant effort to be sure
But there is no mistake that death can cure
The red eyed fountain spits feeble words
Phantom fingers draw empty axioms
The sinners yearn for hope
From idols hiding in the womb
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams
Feed philosophy to the tainted dreams