I can only hope the End is like this...
Normally, I wouldn't put this behind a cut, because if you're subscribed to me, you know what you're getting yourself into. This song, though, is both long and worth it; so the cut isn't for you, but for me to separate between those who'd investigate magic and those who'd ignore it.
Legs of a god,
Head of a man,
Eyes on the camera,
Shaking everyone's hands.
Vultures circle,
And smack their lips,
The sky goes black,
As the lightening rips.
The stars are new,
The moon without pity,
As waves of blood,
Roll over the city.
It's not a rehearsal,
Or special effects.
It's the end of a story,
It’s what happens next.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
Son of a child,
Song of a beast,
As it slouches and slithers,
It’s way from the feast.
I dreamt a dream,
But what can it mean.
Angels and more,
Devoured the queen.
All the people danced,
And tore at their clothes.
The sky afire,
And the oceans froze.
It wasn't a fable,
It wasn't a hoax.
With seventeen devils,
Just making up the jokes.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
I saw a chapel,
Lain of God.
The lightening was so blue,
And the air was so cold
Sounds of home,
On a microphone.
As the rats kept the rhythm
On chicken bones.
People wept,
And swallowed their jewels,
Entered like soldiers,
Departed as fools.
It isn't incentive,
It’s not a reward.
It's a black parachute,
With a noose for a cord.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye…
Legs of a god,
Head of a man,
Eyes on the camera,
Shaking everyone's hands.
Vultures circle,
And smack their lips,
The sky goes black,
As the lightening rips.
The stars are new,
The moon without pity,
As waves of blood,
Roll over the city.
It's not a rehearsal,
Or special effects.
It's the end of a story,
It’s what happens next.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
Son of a child,
Song of a beast,
As it slouches and slithers,
It’s way from the feast.
I dreamt a dream,
But what can it mean.
Angels and more,
Devoured the queen.
All the people danced,
And tore at their clothes.
The sky afire,
And the oceans froze.
It wasn't a fable,
It wasn't a hoax.
With seventeen devils,
Just making up the jokes.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
I saw a chapel,
Lain of God.
The lightening was so blue,
And the air was so cold
Sounds of home,
On a microphone.
As the rats kept the rhythm
On chicken bones.
People wept,
And swallowed their jewels,
Entered like soldiers,
Departed as fools.
It isn't incentive,
It’s not a reward.
It's a black parachute,
With a noose for a cord.
And I say, and I say,
It’s coming any second.
And I say, and I say,
In the blink of an eye.
And I say, and I say,
With a beg and a whimper.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it's OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye.
And I say it’s OK,
If you never say goodbye…