Invisible Gnostic Front of Liberation


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Dead Can Dance

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Spleen and Ideal

The Cardigan Sin

Sail to the stars on your shining desires

Reasons there are none
**** the whisky made of grain
When all is said and done
It all amounts to just the same

There in your starry eyes lie hopes that have been betrayed

The cause of your desire
Can also lead to your demise
When all is said and done
It will be you who pay the price
As countless fools are often loathe to testify
It's an illusion of life
The whole cause of our demise

Sail to the stars on your shining desires
Lucretia waits in vain
For the child of her dreams
Within her aching womb
Ther burns a funeral pyre

There in your starry eyes lie hopes that have been betrayed
The cries that you claim
Can never be yours to take
Like castles in Spain
Hope is all that will remain

Abstain from the fools Paradise
It's an illusion of life
The whole cause of our desires
Fools are often loathe to testify
It's an illusion of life
The whole cause of our demise

Contemplate the world
And its traitors to the soul
The forces of derision
And its unions manifold
Usurpers of the crown
All pretenders to the Throne
Your world has lived in chains
All in one, on in all
All in one, on in all
All in one, on in all
...

Fools are often loathe to testify
It's an illusion of life
The whole cause of our demise
It's an illusion of life
It's an illusion of life
It's an illusion of life

It's an illusion of life

Mesmersism

Brave your heart
Renounce your fears
Locked away inside
All these years

Remain in light
Renounce your fears
For you have been
Mesmerized

Break this spell of silence

Enigma Of The Absolute

Saloman hung down her head, laid bare her heart
For the world to see, she craved for intimacy
Through darkened doors her aspect veiled with indecision
Gazed out to sea, she craved lucidity

Cast adrift from past relationships in her life
Hoisted up the ideal, this was her saving grace
Sea's of rage that once assailed her concern for the truth
Had passed her by and left her high and dry
In her saviour's arms...
In her saviour's arms...
In her saviour's arms...
In her saviour'sarms...

Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal
Where you will see the whole cause of your lonliness
Can be measured in dreams that transcend all these lies
And I wish and I pray that there may come a day
For a saviour's arms...
For a saviour's arms...
For a saviour's arms...
For a saviour's arms...

Advent

In the hour of darkness
What ur worlds collide
Assailed by madness
That has plagued our lives
At the point of departure
On the eve of despair
No recourse to reason
Seems to make no sense at all

The light of hope
Shines in your eyes
Dementia has gone
Purged from inside

Throughout our wand'rings
In a land of lies
We fell from God's grace
Into a sea of storms In the self-relevation
Celebration of love
These bold four virtues
We seem to have left behind

Lay bare your heart
Induce the will of love
To restore what little faith
That you may have lost
As morning brings re-birth
A new day will dawn
To ease our troubled minds
Turn away on your side
And dream of days to come...

Indocrination (A Design For Living)

In times of great vexation
When one must choose between what's right and wrong
Freedom, so they say, amounts to the choices you have made!

Through all the arbitrary rationale concerning liberty,
Freedom, I must say, exists within unconditioned minds

Reason has come of age.

How can you be satisfied with things the way they are
When all that surrounds us now and so much more
Remains inside the keeper's dark embrace?
The insatiable thirst for power has made
Idols out of mortals, gods into clay
Soldiers into heros, children into slaves!

All damned desires
Their hopes betrayed.

Who will suffer the laws
That State can decide your child's education,
Unless you pay the price?

Who will suffer their laws?
Who will suffer their minds?
Who will suffer their words?
Who will suffer their designs?




 

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