The creatures: Paroles de l'album "Feast"(Part 1).
The dawning is over
the morning is over
and I can't look into your eyes
a cold November morning
a shivering new dawning
I watched your energy slide
It's sad to see it dying -- that fire once so lively
now three tears have fallen from my eyes
a dampened need for fire -- a kindled desire
the power just vanished from your eyes
the dawning is over
the mourning is over
I still can't look into your eyes
The ice house preserves
with incestuous flowers
their nightly perfume overpowers me
the stamens kiss
entwined devouring
the heart will melt whilst the ice remains
erogenous touch -- of brother and sister
the ice retains life -- no offspring to bear
phallic flower etched into my memory
a feline form on a frosty pane
not ashes to ashes
not dust to dust
a beckoning bouquet
of blossoming lust
oh will you stay -- until this moment's complete?
oh let me freeze you -- with this fragrance so sweet
we shall not slither and wither away
the door will lock shut -- when the ice names the day
With your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth
reach out for another one -- don't look back on the past
a chair through the window -- then through the looking glass
the crystal splinters shimmer -- bathe the pavement in moon-dust
laughing in the crimson rain -- we feel no pain
with shards in our soles we'll dance again and again
oh again and again amidst the laughter in the crimson rain
with your mouth around the bottle -- then you smash it on the hearth
forget tomorrow's mess -- because right now is the best...
I guess we're dancing on glass...
Giant sized flowers
giant sized bugs
giant sized gecko
is making his path
undergrowth running
a chorus of frogs
a parakeet's picnic
all writhing in a tub
panoramic banana
a passion fruit samba
pale skin is itching -- a tropical fever
creatures crawl and creatures call
all creatures great and small
gecko sits and watches all
from perches short and tall