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OMNIUM GATHERUM LYRICS
"Spirits And August Light" (2003)
1. Writhen
2. Deathwhite
3. The Perfumed Garden
4. Amor Tonight
5. Cure a Wound
6. The Emptiness of Spirit
7. Wastrel
8. Son's Thoughts
9. It Shines
1. Writhen
"To get out of smell of mould, To get back on your feet again
Let every god have his day"
And again the leather is black as I lie on fragments of glass
More broke than ever, No more ti amo
Trying not to hate the guts we all have
'Cause I got the guts and I feel the guilt
Now we still hate it when we play the part of the Greek
Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen
And who swore not to let it out in here
Just to see the boots rot away in one's feet
So better ring the bell of whoredom if it wants to ring,
Or just forget all perverse offerings
The writhing stays the same
Even if you got the guts and you feel the guilt
Now we still hate it when we play the part of the Greek
Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen
Minne sattuu ihmiseen
Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen
2. Deathwhite
Free enough to see what's going on in there
A man has naught if not himself, Not an island
Just the son of a gun
I'm sure you knew I ate it up to spit it out
In blinded mute ground, Gasping for words
Buried
Yes you saw the lust for vengeance
I've had my fill The share of losing
I've had my fill The share of losing
The years in these worlds, More than I could feel
Anywhere
To get it crystallized at last
And when they all speak at the same time
They make me wonder what on earth in hell it was
And was it wise to seek release
in and through ex stasis
Did I face it all, Standing
With the 'love, laugh, cry'
To say the things I truly feel
I've had my fill The share of losing
3. The Perfumed Garden
I'm sick of all these scars
The worst of me could feel its whole grace
"The spring of that year came back and we have met again,
And your scent is still the same"
4. Amor Tonight
I put my boots back on, Brought them down from the attic
And they're so nice and broken, With words unspoken
To this city inside aflame
Here I am, Like a crooked little lamb
So breathless
The world is trying to stop (me) and the night is still
And it's still "if you only knew…"
Like an hour of doom, With broken bottles on the streets
And Amor gone crazy So crazy,
As we feel afire
It’s the summer of love and I feel afire
Just forgive me the bad weather
There's no love without faith and thine is dead,
No love except with Fati and thine is dead
So would you let me be,
Let me be the bastard Waleis that I was meant to be
Tonight
5. Cure a Wound
Throw your wishes at a stone, Whenever feeling it
What has an endless sight
It never cared for us
Will the midnight sun ever be that black again
Take off more masquerades, Longing to be touched
To be released in a way or another
Try harder and everything will be blending, Then tear it down
The wine's out of your cup
Don't cure a wound, No baby, That doesn't help at all
Throw your wishes at a stone, Whenever feeling it
What has an endless sight
It never cared for us
The wine's out of your cup
Don't cure a wound, No baby, That doesn't help at all
"There's too many party people, The tough guys are even worse"
Oh if it's grey one should get lost, And you should know you spell it wrong
Let's bleed for the years that passed away
with seasonal affective disorder
Even in Midsummer
6. The Emptiness of Spirit
How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man
And if it isn't good I understand With different rights
The days to settle down,
To hear what's going low
There's a bitter old ghost
And a side trail every morning
How many paths must a man walk down until you call him a man
And when it comes to this Easily for those with beer, Honey Waiting
The days to settle down,
To hear what's going low
And it's in the wind
The spirit blowing the answer
To an asshole's face
Not to swear for nothing,
In synchronicity that's even still perfect
There's a bitter old ghost and a side trail every morning
7. Wastrel
Yes, I can't deny the worn-out and truthful
If it's picturesque
Though it’s just a saying…
Not useful
Resolve that great chain of aging and fierce hours
So soon it becomes annoying to us
Yes between her thighs it was nothing
I don't know if she even lives but you...
And I never was in need of touch
Unless it would come through my heart's shape
Not like they who say it in today's fashion
Now you know what's going on with me
Trying to steal the light
And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
I'm still here breathing
Feeling so much better than I was last year
With a curtain of smoke
And in the evenings a slight chill in the air
The welkin not on my mind, Nor anything it covers
8. Son's Thoughts
For the one my window hides in its view
To enlighten me if my love's real
Or that faith
What's more bitter than the late spring
I forgot to live, Seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes I forgot to live seated in one of those
And when the world is left
I don't need an inscription to remind for these things
If it's washing away, Well, You know what
Praying on one's knees
Before
Bring salvation for every soul
I forgot to live, Seated in one of their fucking trains
Yes i forgot to live seated in one of those
When in search of clarity
The way is lost in itself
Gone into its own walker
And every shadow has its bearer of shadow
Every shadow has its bearer of shadow
A son with the thought of not standing his demise
Still afraid of getting a lethal dis-ease
And the clauses they were, They were all without reins
Though…
Didn't want to lose, Didn't want to lose my heart
Somewhere in the mists of my blurred daily consciousness
The thought of not standing a dis-ease
9. It Shines
The world's broken when I'm not here,
And if we take it to its limits…
Maybe no beauty left
Seeing things that aren't ours
For truth and delusion, Any kind of a difference
But on that night it felt like home
With a small amount of love and that cliche
Classy pale white face
What her sad eyes brought me
"And I want to be, I want
To be where the sun is shining
I want to have you there beside me
And take me back to where the magic is
‘Cause this fucking head it's hurting"
Searching for bliss from between the lines,
And if I'm given the chance…
Moving in this world with good luck in the veins
‘Cause so far, Yeah So far I've suffered too
But no more dog-like martyrs to be
With these heads to shine hurt and curse
And no, I could not sleep at night
When its throes held me high
"And I want to be, I want
To be where the sun is shining
I want to have you there beside me
And take me back to where the magic is
'Cause this fucking head it's hurting"
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