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YantraX – Open the Doors

Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity First thing you see. A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side And we laugh like soft, mad children Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy The music and voices are all around us. We have assembled inside This ancient and insane theater To propagate our lust for life And flee the swarming wisdom of the streets. The barns have stormed The windows kept And only one of all the rest To dance and save us From the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament. Oh great creator of being Grant us one more hour To perform our art And perfect our lives We need great golden copulations.

Morioun – Airplane in the Starry Night

When radio dark night existed and assumed control And we rolled in it’s web Consumed by static and stroked with fear We were drawn down long from a deep sleep And awakened at dayfall by a worried gardener.

Morioun – The Witches of North Berwick

Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. Cool it with a baboon’s blood, Then the charm is firm and good. …And only five percent… by witchcraft. Witches.