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moonlight or other dreams or other fields
caught when i was still a child
by a terrible vision of my Christ
and caught in the throat by your signs and tears and goodbyes
i picked me up
and walked too far
with thought of no return
and not to see your face again and drowning all my hopes
and wishing no longer upon stars
believing
no longer in moonlight
or other dreams or other fields
upon all of which we so beautifully play
i saw a waste of all
and so i put away
all talk of death's heads
and a little glimpse is a bloodblossomed force
and all talk of apocalypse
Apocraphon and Apollyon
Abaddon
all abandoned
then i saw in myself the bowl and a gun
and the glory that was to come
- :
- The Moons at Your Door
- Sing Omega
- I Am the Last of All the Field That Fell: A Channel
- How I Devoured Apocalypse Balloon
- Calling For Vanished Faces
- Sleep Has His House
- Soft Black Stars
- Of Ruine Or Some Blazing Starre
- Lucifer Over London
- As The World Disappears...
- Earth Covers Earth
- Imperium
- Dogs Blood Rising
- Swastikas For Noddy
- Aleph A Hallucinatory Mountain
- Christ And The Pale Queens Mighty In Sorrow
- Miscellaneous
- Thunder Perfect Mind
- Non-Album Releases
- Black Ships Ate the Sky