In the Belt of Orion,
Lays a jewel of great worth,
In the mouth of a lion,
Was the place of his birth
Will this lifeform possess us,
Make us walk to our graves
Beams
of light
projects His image.
And if I ever find him, he'll probly turn his head in shame
And if he ever finds me, he'll probly never learn my name
Clouds
of smoke
create his figure
You watch and you wait in darkness
Three breathers of air are harmless
You watch and you wait and all you do is breathe
Now the time is here
The moment's come to speak your words
You see his foot move forward
A smile cracks and your face burns
And when the spirit takes form
flesh and blood bone and salt
Will the circle be torn
made pedestal from a vault
From the brightest of sunshine
to the darkest of shade
Beelzebub move my hand
Guide the actions I make
Dream walker take your form
Guide the actions I make
Dream walker.
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