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The fading voice of the trees
In the darkness of my eyes
A woman was born in the hands of a nymph
For a matter of pleasure
"The power that I have will be shown
To the people of this village"
Near past the waterfall
The memories of the ones who failed
( be there at 3 )
2. The river side meltdown and the one who has all
A sailor's boat is been held up the courant
But I stand
The freedom of our souls as been stamped
Child given from the hands of the winds
The one who tries to cross the waterwall
The child is held in an under world
« I wonder where I would be
If I wouldn't be in this wonderland »
I miss that foolish virgin
3. To M.E. the nymph of pleasure
Little flower little pleasure
From beyond the words
Things that are soon forgotten
Nobody sees what we see
Nothing can my hopes build when you sleep
Virgin Nymph lies on the cloud he built
4. Closed on Mondays
A book is laid on a table
The book keeps words of the past
Hey we are closed on Mondays
(Spoken)
For the one's who don't understand the words I said, and whispered.
HALO THE BISHOP
with lyrics by
Alexandre Therrien
Digital Yoda
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1. Introduction of Hallo the bishop
faded by the mind of the man
He crawls up to the church yard
Where he stands
Lies the dancing truth of a myth
Where gods wore the crown
And where men fought for their land
She was turned into a stone
After leaving her tidy home
For a battle of her own
The pale and cold stone was thrown in the sea of Cynthera
The pictures are placed on a table
The colours have been dissolved
A statue will be brought up
Will be held up on a wall
In the Churchyard
The ones who want to honor their soul
By a strange cloud
A face is melting its image through the form
A glimpse of the form we see and all were turned to dust
Listening to yawns of valour
The sourness of it failed and died
As it vanished through our ways
By the child of union
In a golden cup
Where we float and pray
He was placed in a lair
A waterfall hid his body
Where he grew clever and strong
Must die
Where he is still looking up at us
The laughter and the breading
The eyes were shot
But for a moment we... I fell on....
Read beyond what you see
Beyond that mask
Stands a simple man
I touch a tree
And this world closes apart
From things to believe
Are held on that wall
The wall in the churchyard
Where children use to run around
Nobody understand were I stand
Amongst the foolish people
That sees us has a dead dream
As long as I have a part in the memories
Words of truth
Words of consequence
Confusion flows
Got to get what I see
The voice and its components
Beside a windows that opens to a valley
A circle is drawn beyond the village fire
But it seems that all is getting down
The white room is passing time in silence
Keeping the book shot
Keeping those words unknown
Read the sign pay attention
The book keeps your secret
I won't tell I won't tell, I'll keep it to silence my friend.
Look up and find out about the past, about the Big Book. When you'll
touch
The wisdom of a storyteller you'll lurn a couple of tricks.
For now, good night, sleep tight ! I am on my way for that journey....
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