|Lyrics:||At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent,|
is moved into action and their pace
does not relent.
In step with great precision, these dancers of the night
the darkness - how implacable their might!
Eyes undulled by moon, their arms and legs
they walk and live, hoping soon to surface from this limbo.
anticipating the dawn of the day,
shall never know what's waiting mere insight away
far, too soon.
Senses dimmed in semi-sentience, only wheeling through this
only seeing fragmented images prematurely curtailed by the brain,
living, knowing in some measure at least
the soul which roots the matter of both Beauty and the
>From what tooth or claw does murder spring,
from what flesh and blood does
Both cut through the air with the pendulum's swing
in deadly but delicate
And every range of feeling is there in the dream
and every logic's reeling in the
force of the scream
the senses sting.
And though I may be dreaming and reality
I only know the meaning of sight and that's all
and that's nothing.
columns of the night advance;
infectiously, their cryptic dance
gathers converts to the
in time the whole raw world will pace these same steps
on into the same bitter
Somnolent muster now the dancing dead
forsake the shelter of their secure
awaken to a slumber whose depths they dread,
as if the ground they tread would give
beneath the solemn weight of their conception.
I'd search the hidden corners of all
make reason of the sensory whorl
if I only had time,
but soon the dream
Tonight, before you lay down to the sweetness of your sleep
question your surrender to the drop from Lover's Leap
or does the anesthetic darkness take hold
on its very own?
Does your body rise in service with not one dissenting groan?
waking dreams of life and death
in the mirror are twisted and buckled;
lashes flicker, a
catch of breath,
skin whitening at the knuckles.
The army of sleepwalkers shake their
limbs and are loose
and though I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse
not to rise
In the chorus of the night-time I belong
and I, like you, must dance to that
and in the end I too must pay the cost of this life.
If all is lost none is
and how could we lose what we've never owned?
Oh, I'd search out every knowledge
that I could find,
unravel all the mysteries of mind,
if I only had time,
if I only
but soon my time is ended