The Rapture
O pull on the rein and haul me i
back to the start where eyes first blink to se
A flowing mane a cut-glass lim
and they're falling soaring so rhythmically
O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the star
rebirthed in ecstacy with cherubim and seraphi
When I was falling soaring so rhythmicall
Falling soaring falling for you so completely
The Rapture unfurling blues and green
The Rapture a swirling violet strea
mystic majestic entangled in a web of curling vapour threa
Encaptured by forces unsee
Enraptured an eclipse intoxicatin
strangely not inside strangely not outsid
Drowning in the middle of an eerie transitio
And I don't know your nam
Never been alive yet I haven't die
I hover disembodied in a semi-wakened haze
Floating far above the clou
sinking far below the groun
Only my senses remain
The Rapture unfurling blues and green
The Rapture a swirling violet strea
mystic majestic entangled in a web of iridescent curling vapour threa
Floating far above the clou
sinking far below the groun
No form only my senses remain
Wondering if I dare to say your nam
wondrous thoughts embalmed avow you cam
By the crescent disc rising amethys
how can love remain the same unchanged
Moonlight plays upon this sunken bro
midnight ink bleeds wet mercurial cloud
By the crescent disc rising amethys
somnambulist unharnessed storms the ploug
By the crescent disc rising amethys
how can love remain the same unchained?
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