Beckon underneath the doorstep of a bewildered youth
and swim out in clear blue waters of testimonies lovers can unfold
bittersweet is the sun of lovers untold
and be joyful in the garden of Eden
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There are no monsters in your mind. only skeletons, only skeletons my dear. Now release those skeletons, and remember how to fly
Beckon underneath the doorstep of a bewildered youth
and swim out in clear blue waters of testimonies lovers can unfold
bittersweet is the sun of lovers untold
and be joyful in the garden of Eden
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Scriptures of enigmatic indifference
keep mesmerizing the fountain of divinations come through
The wonders in the lifelenghts are breathing with hope
and burdens of the tea tree oil are weak as tables must burn out the woodlands for deeper enigmantic ways
of trusting the universe to solve the mysteries in your gardens of mother figurines.
You never asked to beckon underneath the masters of early kingdoms of Yule
Beat the drums of togetherness
We are one with the planet in heartlands
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Kom ikkje for
seint til
grava mi
Og legg deg i
dei råtne plankane
du gav opp
Fortel ingen såg meg
kvila i ditt
ope lys
som brenn for kjærleiken
Og stig framom
gravrøysene våre
og fortel ingen
veit kven me har
fortalt kva me kan
gjera om dåke
gir verda eit
lys
Me vil klyva ut or gravrøysa
vår for me vil
vinna verda tilbake
til kvinna som fortel kva
me gjorde gale
Herom kan alt
vitnast om kvede
er reinast om
verda blir mjuk
og varm i andletet
vårt igjen
Vårt rike i ditt
lik av andre som
inkje vågar å stå
framom gravrøysa si
utan å blunka
Hold Fehu i dine armar og hold krafta i riket
Varlige menn kan inkje syngja
utan ei som reise seg frå gravrøysa og let livet
rensast frå oska
Kom fram kvinne
Og gje meg eit liv!
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of revenge and keep
pushing the boundaries
of hope and laughter
and know we all
need that tingling feeling
in our light
sometimes it is just
a wreckage that needs
to float
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Stripped of
lawyers and justice
laying slaughtered
naked before
the face of a mass murderer
the failure
to think twice can
never be undone
and know he shall sow
what he shall reap
And bewilder the justice of immortal souls
that reunite without any harm
just be peaceful
rejecting the path of
euthanacia
We know he will never rise again
but will hold the emperor's
sword until the funeral
of death swings it's
first sword of masses
coming out of the
jungle of misleading
news stories that lead
the whole world
bereft of Light
We can not lead if we
do not carry the torch
in a darkness that
swallows the thirsty
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