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Dispense with the formalities and schemes
You may be contemplating
Foes are turning furry in
A hurry when transmogulating

By the pricking of my thumbs

of unwritten laws
The pecking of the one born deviant and easily detected spawn
Accepted not for that which isn't clad in fat
Bigoted funded keel hauling parades

Tell me, if it's all in my mind, why am I hungry and so cold? 
I need some time with bread and blankets for my soul 
To warm back up like '99 with Nat

Scorned and left in ash
Drowned in the poisoned rivers
Speaking through tongues of glass
Self-lost in the mirrors of liquid shadow

The ancients

is both birth and death
Gently they´re turning in circles - Her light slowly
Turning to ash

Her passing clads the sky with fire - Clouds dressed in

familiar fields,
Not yet had perish'd, when his lonely doom
Came suddenly to an end.  Another ship
(She wanted water) blown by baffling winds,
Like the Good

the gallows
Runnin' from my shadow
Runnin' from my shadow

I let it rain through the sunroof
I've been parked out by the waterfront
Been going to war with

Death to a King

Bloodthorn

Onwards into Battle

As the dying sun sets behind the mistveiled mountains
And the shadows grow deep amidst the Aeidolon Fangs
The snowclad peaks almost hid by the cold

to think that I was saved by the way
The sun gets better in the flatlands
Man is better buried there
 
Twine in navel
Ghostly thread bleeding thumb
New

brutality)

Lost imperium
In ruins shadows dance for none
We’re gone
To burn in shame
Lost imperium
In absence angels cry in vain, in pain
We’re lost in flames

I said I'm in the garden district rolling froot by the foot
I need to slow down or my dreams will turn to soot
I feel like MCFD when I'm ashing out

Visited by a sprite, all clad in grey orchids
She reassures me 
Continue on, where

All is blackened, the roses, the trees
Your disposition between dead

I'm cypress hill in '95
Or HOV in '99
Smoking Mother Nature and killing Father Time
Essentially I'm divine
Regardless I'm finna get what's mine

I'm

Jack of Shadows

Hawkwind

Spirit of the Age

1988

of thieves
Before the skies crack

Jack of Shadows, cloak of constellations
Draped around his body, blanking out his face
Jack of Shadows, don't believe in

Another Murder of a Day

Tony Banks

Still

1992

drunk imagination is climbing up the ladder of her silk clad thigh

And the cigarettes
Are burning up the hours that she killed
In another murder

and devoured him whole right in front of my eyes.
And it was beautiful
By God, it was beautiful

This city is a dead end town.
And you can come in through

surmising they can just lock this away

Respect the profession
Enough is enough
Our lust just can't be brushed away
Criminal by suppression
But Holland in '99

the good news
You see me shining
Smiling brightly
My guiding light is what you follow
That's my old flame
Got ether inside this new bottle
But I must refrain

vengeance, dark flames dance in grace

Dark flames dance in grace
the grace of Storms

One shadow of beauty,
One shadow of darkness,
Sailing free on the seas

a fist in reaction
To actions pure in concept marred by dissatisfaction
Squeezing drops of still flame from the cold page

And yet it still must come

In all ways mine I'll never doubt you
Shadows left behind
Because I have no one to hold me down
Come back around
I miss your face your tender embrace

shadow will remain

Now begins the book's second chapter
A flame is blazing up around the dead shadow
And in a moment the icy crown of thorns was melted
I

from the hunt
And lays down his sword and head
From the shadows they arise
And to the king's hall the captured take

In chains by iron bound - never

engulfed by fear and flames 
A warrior arises in this struggle a legend that remains 

Carry on through this raiders 
Feasting in our flesh 
Keep fighting