Lyrics:
T-t-t-terra cotta
T-t-t-terra cotta
Nothing's gonna stop ya
Going terra cotta
I was dirt but now I'm sculpted earth
A blind sinner saved
By
She's awash with wonder, yet impish in denial
This 'Den of Dawns' no more than an institute of lies
A delusion, sculpted by a ludic fantasist
Who, despite
on the mirror,
And one forget-me-not to yours truly.
Another ideal sculpted frame
To Love
To Want
To Fear
To Blame
We all hate to look,
We all love
Woke up decided the wind had sculpted
The Manuka on the hill to
The west of the house
Out of chaos know it's crazy
The wind has the will
To change
bones
Like empty words
Like a maniac noise.
My soul could be
Sculpted in stone
And stay alive
In a forbidden land.
The past returns
With envy, greed
love
Through a mass of words I simply don't remember
Though I know I said never
Never, yet in love
In wealth I gazed the sculpted circulation
In
breakdown has failed
So I'm whispering secrets
Hush, hush, on the loudspeaker
Words sculpted on verse become absurd
But it's the best I've got to get
a tide comes in
The certainties have shifted
Words deleted incompleted
The hissing drift of wintering
Sculpted scar of his words leaves a stain
No
The ocean's score the majesty
Of sculpted shore, mystery
All praises
Fearfully and wonderfully
And beautifully made
kissed you
If I kissed you
What would Michelangelo say
Would he still have sculpted David
Would we be immortalized in clay
Would the poets write
breathing
Is sculpted with this binding gel.
But come, my love, and rescue me
From failure.
Cover me with an opium sheet,
Embrace me with gossamer;
Kiss
are sculpted into life
By the hands of death
We are gods in the making
Here for the taking
We are wolves
Yield to the dragon's embrace
ANNU KUNUK NERGAL
ANNU KUSSUM PAZUZU
ULTU ULLA
BIT LITUM
hark the howl ov pestilential wind!
Atem, devourer ov life forever blackening!
sculpted in
All shapes and colours
Rolled and stained in aging hands
Sculpted explosions
Histories unfold
Our Jackson Pollocked earth turns
A silent witness
Angels of doom in hostile times.
Victims of our own reality.
Trapped inside.
Trapped inside a world I've sculpted without others' pain.
Built upon.
a silent room
Hang me on the wall
Watch me frozen still
Violence is your art
Please don't leave me here
Sell me in pieces
Static in a frame
Sculpted by
Defiant
Born in fire
Made for Glory
Sculpted by war
Freedom
With no remorse
If you see his eyes up close
You will feel the chaos
Can you see his
when my arms and legs can't move
I'm frozen here
Sculpted in the moment
With beautiful nowhere to go
and nothing to prove
Weightless In Your Web
and Parisian wife
Always seasoned rice
The animals you find in the jungle
On the table sculpted in ice throw the dice
Leg drop after a big boot
1, 2, 3, it’s
comes from the mire of darkness
Drink from the cup of oblivion to die in the flesh
Elevate the fragment of Divine above the sculpted dust
Nothing will
And from these germs have grown the lower worlds
The worlds of matter sculpted from the mire
Darkness that burdens the incarnated light
Comprehended not
air that roared
Forgotten fragments scarred my face
Sculpted, frozen, thawed
Towering, yet anchored
Holder of their breath
Locus, shadow,
Within the jaws of earthly toil
Among the dust of ashen soil
She fell from empyrean halls
And sculpted nature's walls
Into the blackness of night
dynasty
Will be sculpted
Across the constellations
Their Kingdoms shall fall
Sequestered in the night sky the tapestry of stars
False czars and their
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