reply to post by maluminse
Wow! Soungarden!
Nice mix of a little live in there. * thumbs up *
This song has been a favorite of mine for a while...well...since it came out,really.
Constantly reminds me of a poem I did that took 7th in state highschool competitions back in '82...
It's called,
............................"Anubis Awaits"............................
Bleeding lies the bloated feast.
Red rivers run from west to east.
Rings of fire beyond my sight.
Black and white on left and right.
And the iron doors shall close... I scream and run away...
Today shall wilt the rose... My lips speak words I cannot say...
Jupiter cries from the skies.
Venus turns her head and sighs.
Siblings of the lower caste, sacrifice the human race.
And the Iron doors shall close... I scream and run away...
Today shall wilt the rose...My lips speak words I cannot say...
Shines black the moon to crack the sky, and on this day then shall I die.
When will the terror end my flight, and block my way back to the light.
Beyond the earth, beyond the sky, beyond all time I see me fly.
Anubis awaits with eager eyes...
Black moonlit skies... up on high...black moonlit skies!
The iron doors have closed... new world is born today...
the silence now foreclosed... salvation has it's say...
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I know...kind of morbid, but I was into writing the words that seem to just "pop" into your head, back then.
Espescially if they came out rhyming well...
Some have told me they've seen things in that poem that have come to pass...well....idunno
Sometimes we see what we want to see.
And maybe, sometimes we see what we will yet make be...
As for mystical knowledge... who can say. It's definately not proveable...
Mysticism is a funny thing. You cannot quantitativly define it, and it inherently requires faith\intuition to follow...
It's like defining eternity. You can say the word, and understand the meaning behind it, but the definition will always fall short of what eternity
really is...