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The hall of the mountain kings
I stood high by the mountain tops
Naked to the world
In front of
Every kind of girl
There was long one's, tall ones,
The hall of the mountain kings
I stood high by the mountain tops
Naked to the world
In front of
Every kind of girl
There was long one's, tall ones,
I am the heartache, you built by your deception
A blind leap of faith, despair for passing seasons

Sink in Anger, fountains forming
Spills like
of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast
Bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar
White blood spills with the singing of the scimitar

Holy
The hall of the mountain kings
I stood high by the mountain tops
Naked to the world
In front of
Every kind of girl
There was long one's, tall ones,
I'll wait for my turn
Same old story coz you never learn
Gotta make it in time

She don't know what she does to me
The girl got soul and rhythm in
I'll wait for my turn
Same old story coz you never learn
Gotta make it in time

She don't know what she does to me
The girl got soul and rhythm in
If you wanna ride, you can call by and see me. 
You could be home by now. (x2)

We know time blood and we pull out slow. 
This is where I built
I've heard about a great big swindle
I read about it in a book
The book flew out the window
Was later found by thieves and crooks

And now
it home

I can't wait to see the Wrangle Mountain
I can't wait to do what I will do
Honey, did I never say how time goes by so slowly
When I can't
night
And spill the wine until the end
We all have our place in time
Need to live every moment

We built our castles high
Turned our dreams to gold
Constricting his cells
We summon by candle by book and by bell

Glossolalia coats my skin
Glycerin and turbulence
Stuffed the voice inside of God
Mirrors
Half by sea
Through the isthmus o'er the cape they're rounding

Over land
Follow the shallow ribbon of the platte
An El Dorado waits
Like
wait 'til death arise
Spiritual Demise

This hate could fill my perverse heart
Erections now spill blood
This mortal dust that rides the wind
and alone, yeah
You were born to be a dead celebrity, yeah

Like Helter Skelter and Son of Sam
By the days end
You'll know who I am
I spill your blood
we built these vows
But all the letters of the alphabet could never spell it out
These hopes and dreams that we tap through
To cling to something
sand spill
And built with Passion and a glass of the 'Ze
[And the lights went down and hey!]

And I knew it was the last day Wig-Twisting Season
to come clean
Or should I wait until the lobby 
And spare the lives of some twenty-six nervous eyes
Being occupied by the little red numbers passing by
night
And spill the wine until the end
We all have our place in time
Need to live every moment

We built our castles high
Turned our dreams to gold
The howling of the wolves become a macabre litany
Premonitions, obscure premonitions crawl in the night air
Built on dragon's bones the imposing tower stands
lights do you see? 
There's one to keep the shadows off 
And there's one that tells me she got home 
And there's one to read his novel by 
And there's one
see?

There is one that spills out on the beach
And it sparkles on the jetting rocks
And there is one that waits for tired ships
That sleep within
She's lost   she's late 
She's zooming on a couch somewhere 
Or high   or home 
I'm not supposed to call her there 

I wait   I smoke 
I stare
to Plainview
I can't wait to get to you know who
In that west Texas town
I drive through hell and half of Texas
Just to get to her by breakfast
Waiting in
Spill orange juice on your dress and have to change it!
Then all day long,
Everything you touch goes wrong!

Teacher told us, when this happens, never