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AUTUMN LYRICS
"Autumn" (1999 Demo)
1. Who Has Seen Her Wave Her Hand
2. Quiet Friend
3. When Lust Evokes The Curse
1. Who Has Seen Her Wave Her Hand
Who Has Seen Her Wave Her Hand?
Down by the river where the old willows bow
Marked by time, their branches hanging low
There where the aspens stand and hide
Witness stories, day and night
Along these trees, a river runs
Its water cobalt blue
It accompanies the road through the fields of rye
Leading to a castle all folks knew
Camelot
On an island in the river, covered with flowers
Dwells a lady, wrapped in secrecy
Between tower walls that embower
Her being, being a mystery
Sniffing, in tears; a flower
While standing in the casement
Fairy lady in the tower
Who has seen her wave her hand?
Who has seen her wave her hand?
At the fields the reapers listen
And whisper: "that's the lady in the tower"
A voice like an angels harmonic echoing
They go numb, as her voice grows louder
And when the shallop drifts at night
Down to many towered Camelot
Floating along, where roses grow wild
Where the lady royally apparelled
With a pearl garland around her head
Serene she sleeps in the tower on her velvet bed
2. Quiet Friend
Quiet friend
He accompanies me through wind and rain
When I'm in agony and pain
He warns me for the change, the change of tide
And tells me when and where to hide
When I was born along came he
When I arose he came alive in me
But only I was recognized
Vivid in their dream
No one saw him gleam
How selective they wish to perceive
In the lie, they want to believe
The trees blossom acknowledged
The roots denied
Because if he'd be noticed
They'd tremble, terrified
Why not speak of him freely?
Of the one hushed so ruthlessly?
He who offers the ultimate escape
Out of this treacherous world full rape
To me, a friend
Guardian of my final breath
To them, their greatest fear
They call him "DEATH"
3. When Lust Evokes The Curse
When Lust Evokes The Curse.
A horseman rides slowly through the mirror's sight
He's singing a hymn for the victory of another fight
Lancelot, his semblance radiates a mystic might
Hair from underneath his helmet, and the red helmet feather
Wave in the wind like a licking flame together
This brave armoured knight; raised by the lady to a goal
Because the flames of lust carbonise her soul
Infinite sadness or smothered grief
So alone, but these emotions won't leave
Your state, going from bad to worse
Now as lust evokes the curse
You left the web for pictures that the mirror sent
And forgot the loom
While you stepped towards the casement,
embraced by the arms of doom
Your lust brought you to the end
Fairy lady of Shallot
Now as you're looking down at Camelot
She's engulfed by the dismal night
When the wind extinguishes the candlelight
She's searing for this heroic knight
Wrapped in the web in which memories hide
Then the mirror cracked from side to side
The curse came upon her and she cried:
"Death chooses me to be its bride…"
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