Nil By Mouth, Nil By Mind.
What does it mean
to be yellow
and jaded and cold?
Preaching, we're preaching
to who, exactly?
Say I get the key of life
and I work it all out
in the blue pastures of
nocturna eterna
who amongst you would
say "Yes! Lead us!"
But nil to say
I have nil by mouth
and morose as Fate glaring
in myoptic camera lenses
Morose as my fair Oriana
and she's losing her sheen
and collasping.
What am I doing here?
If I have no Oriana and no
future, no wisdom and no
dreams except nightmares
and no freedom
sweet sweet death
it is the darkened streets
that used to be fields
of blue corn
of that distant land
nocturna eterna
that has made me
persona non gratis.
to be yellow
and jaded and cold?
Preaching, we're preaching
to who, exactly?
Say I get the key of life
and I work it all out
in the blue pastures of
nocturna eterna
who amongst you would
say "Yes! Lead us!"
But nil to say
I have nil by mouth
and morose as Fate glaring
in myoptic camera lenses
Morose as my fair Oriana
and she's losing her sheen
and collasping.
What am I doing here?
If I have no Oriana and no
future, no wisdom and no
dreams except nightmares
and no freedom
sweet sweet death
it is the darkened streets
that used to be fields
of blue corn
of that distant land
nocturna eterna
that has made me
persona non gratis.