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Y E S **** Relayer ****

The Gates Of Delirium

Stand and fight we do consider
Reminded of an inner pact between us
Thats seen as we go
And ride there
In motion
To fields and debts of honour defending

Stand the marchers soaring talons
Peaceful lives will not deliver freedom
Fighting we know,
Destroy oppression
The point to reaction
As leaders look to you attacking

Choose and renounce throwing chains to the floor
Kill or be killing faster sins correct the flow
Casting giant shadows off vast
Penetrating force
To after via the war that seen
As friction spans the spirits wrath ascending (slowly) to redeem

Wars that shout in screams of anguish
Power spent passion bespoils our soul reciever
Shurely we know
In glory
We rise to offer
Create our freedom
A word we utter a word

Words cause our banner victorious our day
Will silence be promised as violence display
The curse increased we fight the powerand live by it by day
Our gods awake in thunderous roars and guide
The leader's hands in paths of glory to the cause

Listen should we fight forever
Knowing as we do know
Fear destroys
Listen should we leave our children
Listen our lives stare in silence
Help us now

Listen your friends have been broken
They tell us of your poison
Now we know
Kill them give them as they give us
Slay them burn their children's laughter
On to hell

The first will run
Grasp metal to gun
The spirit sings in crashing tones we gain the battle drum
Our cries will shrill the air will moan and crash into the dawn
The pen won't stay the demon's wings, the honour approaches
Pounding out the devil's sermon

*** *** ***

Soon oh soon the light
Path within and soothe this endless night
And wait here for you
Our reasons to be here

Soon oh soon the time
All we move to gain will reach and calm
Our heart is open
Our reasons to be here

Long ago, set into rhyme

Soon oh soon the light
Ours to shape for all time, ours the right
The sun will lead us
Our reasons to be here


Sound chaser

Faster moment spent spread tales of change within the sound
Counting form through rhythm electric freedom
Moves to counter-balance stars expound our conscience
All to know and see
The look in your eyes

Passing time will reach as nature relays to set the scene
New encounters spark a true fruition
Guiding lines we touch them
Our bodies balance out the waves
As we accelerate our days
To the look in your eyes

From the moment I reached out to hold I felt the sound
And what touches our soul slowly moves as touch rebounds
And to know that tempo will continue lost in trance of dances
As rhythm takes another turn
As in my want I only reach
To look in your eyes




To be over

We go sailing down the calming streams
Drifting endlessly by the bridge
To be over
We will see
To be over

Do not suffer through the game of chance that: plays
Always doors to lock away your dreams
Think it over
Time will heal your fear
Think it over

Balance the thoughts that release within you

Childlike soul dreamer one journey
One to seek and seein every light do open
True pathways away

Carrying closer go gently
Holding doors will open everyway
You wander true pathways away

After all your soul will still surrender
After all don't doubt your part
Be ready to be loved

Copyright @1974 Topographic Music, ltd.
Used by permission.

/ Epitaph /
Snakes are coiled upon the granite.
Horsemen riding to the west
Moons are rising on the planet
Where the worst must suffer like the rest.

Pears are right and peaches falling.
Suns are setting in the east.
Women wail, and men are calling
To the god that's in them, and to the beast.

Love is waiting for a lover.
Generations kneel for peace.
What men lose, man will recover
Polishing the brains his bones release.

Truth conceals itself in error.
History reveals its face:
Days of ecstasy and terror
Invent the future that invents the race.

Donald Lehmkuhl @October 1974