Cold disdain
Tattoo my body
With fierce buzzing flies
Drunkards in dark streets
A melting dialect of death
Altars of spiders
My soul eternal
Mixed with the Sun
Visions of purity
In an immemorial age

Gypsy

Angels of Mons
Emblem of prophecy
Baptized in the waters of the flood
Serene repose of egoism
This pestilential stew
Quinine and hope
Airlie - drums of death
Waiting for that magic touch
The spell of disquiet and suspicion
Sentimental concession
Phantasms of the living
The black Raven will come
Herald the deaths head
Epona - personified in stone
Eyes like a wonderful museum
The ultimate evasion
Vividly comfortably domiciled
A certain coldness of disposition
Full of sad dignity

Gypsy

These are her spells
Which hope thinks infinite
To love and bear
Her disentangled doom
Whose power awakens oblivion
Spirits whose homes are flesh
Her earth born spells
Her Nature is that Universe
This pyramid of love
This harmonious soul
Her language - a perpetual Orphic song
A solid frost and sleep
This sea like forest
Around, within, above
Like spokes of some invisible wheel
Quivers, helms and spears
Ruin within ruin
Her mocking orbs harmony
Her spirit of the Earth, laid asleep
This gentle darkness
Music and light
Through empty space

Gypsy

The greater your Spirit the more you are alone
This power of love can spread magic to the world like nothing else
What a wonderful soul so bright inside you
Has the power to heal the Sun’s broken heart
Power to restore the Moon’s vision  
To conquer
Machine men
With machine minds and machine hearts

Gypsy

These young flowers
Gazing on the earth
Our chosen brothers
Our chosen sisters
Of the spirit
They breathe their influences
With which the universe
Knows itself divine
Light of art or nature
The rainbows of the flowers
The mountains and the waves
The night that fears the day
Upon this trembling edge
Bound in such a way
Those imprisoned  
Where hearts once mingled
I dreamt I was that way
Dark buds and leaves
Where clouds are scattered
Where the spirit is mute
Innocence, our hearts devotion
Upon the surface, that wrinkled image
Will find us
Then as now
Under this universal Sun
Radiant - awake
Where the winter rains, the wild woods, sing
Where the earth and the oceans meet
And mourn
Us children of the hours

Gypsy

Between her lips and mine
Beyond the reach of hands
In some ulterior land
Love lingered a little while
And all our desire
Of dreams and days, and things unsaid
Smile for courtesy
Where the shadows and darkness meet
Love turned from us to die

Gypsy

From your perfumed dream-land
Into the oblivion of lost things
To the flames that never die
Burning, Yearning
Despising the world's desire

Gypsy