Mechanical Poet – Vesperghosts Of Milford Playhouse
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Once and again You see this stage in the rain Blanket of leaves Broken soffits twinkle... Pain and love, desire and sorrow Echoes of passion and hate... All that place lived by is now exhaled
CRYSTAL HORNS OF NEW MOON IN THE PUDDLES AUTUMN RAIN IN THE DARK OF NIGHT-TIME AIRY BODIES OF SPECTERS GO ROUND IN THE DANCE JUST REPEATING THE DEAD ACTORS MIME
Rundown walls Depressing scrape of the gate Two hundred rows Like two hundred effectors... Fate, you can be such a bitch sometimes... Stealing the ultimate chance Stripping our lives of the Sense We're going all out, we do all we can Trying to bless everybody and then... There is only a desolate stage in the end!
Never let me awake Let me drown in the deep Let me die in lethargical sleep!
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