The riddle, the heart of men
It's tearing us open, a new globe
Into fixture
The brittlest bones to mend
Wreak havoc above them
A duel, help or hinder
I must be moving on
I must be right
Luminary eyes speak volumes
See the turning of worlds to spurn
Will haul this cage, clear of harm
And hold myself in your arms
I may be wrong
Luminary eyes
Speak louder than words
Desert my sole survivor
It's drivel
It's selfsame, vigil
It's every single day
And every single night
It's selfsame, scapegrace
It's drivel
Eras bygone and on
The interval decline
This time, in denial
You lie here with me
Under a spell so deep
I may be wrong
And what's the use
You're in the nude
A figment of fantasy
To receive the signal
Keep coming in crippled
Plant your feet here with me
This is the top shelf variety
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Brilliant union of early music and rock. Strong Cardiacs vibes. I find a lot of chamber rock to be meandering and aimlessly angular. However this stuff is different, the compositions are extremely tight and diverse. The instrumentation is sparse and rickety, but has these brilliant flashes of grandiose orchestration, it's very balanced. I don't think I've heard a more successful integration of early music into modern forms before. Absolutely a modern masterpiece of progressive "weird" music. impressivelad