Lyrics:
I am making something for you For all the things I never said I am making a world for us In the interim of sense Byzantium leaving Oh, I was
Byzantium to Bohemia Our gothic suicide absinthe romance With you I travel the seven seas There where the demons and angels dance From the Tsarist land
plains They built princedoms with their native hands And with pride in their hearts Crying battle calls to capture foreign lands Byzantium heard them
to me Byzantium hits back with cataphracts Besiege the walls, ferocious attack Final assault, bringing out the big guns Down goes the beast that stand
and who bled on her pause Nothing else will do for it To ruin or to ruction Friend follow the instructions And we'll rave We're raving towards Byzantium
Byzantium! We now prepare to lay siege to this ancient and splendoured city Strangely, the order has been given that the Byzantine library is to be searched
Washed into a sentimental gloom Loneliness about the Battle-clad byzantium commands And these dark cards look nothing like my hand Lightning
headed deep in chartreuse A falcon glimpse of white teeth Separated by lace cinnamon folds We hid and rid in hansom Cab wrenched from lost Byzantium
of thoughts and images, but still I would wade through and seek what I knew was waiting to welcome me..... Elysium to Greece, Byzantium to Yates. Few brief
I was as they were... I too spoke in echonian tongue and sang the songs of Byzantium. As Midas had with touch, I was granted with a vision,
headed deep in chartreuse A falcon glimpse of white teeth Separated by lace cinnamon folds. We hid and rid in hansom Cab wrenched from lost Byzantium
A voice is heard upon the shore A voice wails and mocks the roar A Tale so sad Byzantium has fallen to the ground! That sound! Her freedom has
footsteps glow like dust in light through the window As they raise their sails For Byzantium winds They will find streets of gold Cast no reflections of them
Like Yeats said, "That is no country for old men" And like so many other things, he was right But he was referring to Byzantium Not Burlington
up her children I read you books who's Bindings were worn and well known You twirled in skirts who's Fabrics held hues from the loam Byzantium called
Byzantium Strangle this weakness possessing our time, a need to be fraguile, pristine and sublime. Curl up in your core, surrender and die. Leave us alone
I will tremble the walls of Rome, in the Orient I will raise my throne All the west I reclaimed and Byzantium shall carry my name Apparition in
brain is fucking damaged Every gram of microplastics Every wave electrostatics Every ounce of cadmium Kills me like Byzantium Bitch! My name is Sean,
up her children I read you books who's Bindings were worn and well known You twirled in skirts who's Fabrics held hues from the loam Byzantium called
up her children I read you books who's Bindings were worn and well known You twirled in skirts who's Fabrics held hues from the loam Byzantium called
up her children I read you books who's Bindings were worn and well known You twirled in skirts who's Fabrics held hues from the loam Byzantium called
up her children I read you books who's Bindings were worn and well known You twirled in skirts who's Fabrics held hues from the loam Byzantium called
the multitude of my sins They will sing my song after Byzantium has gone The woman who rejected the king I've heard all the things that they've called me
you This is an odyssey for me Running in the streets of poor Having found the stairs to Byzantium Dancing on the living room floor Sliding back
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