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Toadstool Tincture
03:30
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Toadstool Tincture
Obscure power
And a foolish grin
He drew a picture
Of a flower
And then he went in
Since that time all the bees have been hunting him
Fireflies want his teeth for a necklace
Obscure flower
Toadstool power
Picture of a grin
He got lost
Within an hour
And let his body spin
All the time there are beetles running after him
Fireflies, butterflies, mosquitoes, dragonflies
Caterpillar brutal killer
All the flies I recognize, torpedoes, pumpkin pies
They all want him dead
Aaah aaah they all want his head
Tincture picture
Flower power
Young boy's foolish sin
He will never
Climb the Tower
There's no chance to win
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2. |
Death of a Goblin Lady
03:59
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A ratman pierced her lonesome heart
She tenderly fainted
What a piece of finest art
Her death has been painted
True art saved her heart
Now see she’s alive
In the art of Malkallam
She was buried in the trees
Everblue-forestated
What a dose of purest feels
It’s been orchestrated
True heart saved by art
Now hear she’s alive
In the art of Malkallam
But who is Malkallam?
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3. |
Parsley Hill
03:16
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Cold wind in my hair
Bleakness in the air
Someone speaking quietly far away
Sitting all alone
Next to marble stone
Picking flowers for the one who sleeps
Take me back in time
Let me feel the thrill
Long before the crime
Back on the Parsley Hill
The day when we first met
It was rainy the hill was wet
Now it’s wet again but of my tears
Tell me who will fill
The hole in Parsley Hill
The hole deep in my heart that I can’t heal
Take me back in time
Let me feel the thrill
Long before the crime
Back on the Parsley Hill
One day you are gone
I’m staring at the dawn
As the sun goes up you’re passing on
Wondering why I’m still
On the Parsley Hill
Though it hurts it always leads me here
On the Parsley Hill
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4. |
Sewer Song
03:38
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Lunar trooper look intruder
Human creeping through the sewer
Lurking lurker pull the lever
Rule the river, tear, endeavor
Sea
To the river
I'm a swimmer in the night
Killer with a dynamite
River
To the sewer
I'm a killer of a rat
Vindictive aristocrat
But the ratmen fully armed
They are gonna chew your bones apart
Ambush, pitfall, trap…
Do you really want to venture that?
Silver spooner listen carefully
Toadstool, sulphur a pinch of parsley
Salamanders eyes, make mixture
Boom a success - Toadstool Tincture!
Sea
To the river
I'm a swimmer in the night
Killer with a dynamite
River
To the sewer
I'm a killer of a rat
Vindictive aristocrat
But the ratmen fully armed
They are really gonna tear you apart
Ambush, pitfall, trap...
Do you really want to venture that?
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5. |
Bob Balthazar
02:40
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There’s a sorcerer from the Tower
And they call him the Great Bob Balthazar
He desires for some special power
Thus he owns two salamanders
And the sorcerer from the Tower
Made a deal with the Guild of Parmesan
Irritated Duke von Douer
Who sent out two armadillos fight
Balthazar was taken by surprise
They stole the precious salamanders’ eyes
The armadillos rolled over three times
And disappeared in Labyrinths of Aise
So the sorcerer from the Tower
With the snouts of the Guild of Parmesan
Found the lair of the Duke von Douer
Set off for the final battle
Balthazar then took him by surprise
And took over the Labyrinths of Aise
Now he’s the king but does he know the price?
It’s caterpillar, bees and fireflies
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7. |
Deep Inside a Labyrinth
05:17
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Deep inside a labyrinth
Where hyacinths grow green
A duke decided to begin
To mandolin the queen
He took a bow
Pictured how they went to hunt a dear
Hunting down a mountain clown that never disappeared
As the duke was groaning for the tragical decease
He raised gun and then he told me to arrange reprise
And deep inside a labyrinth
Where hyacinths grow green
A duke decided to begin
To tamburine the queen
He took a bow
Pictured how they went to hunt a deer
Hunting for a mountain lord that never disappeared
As the Duke was calling for the cure of his disease
Loaded the gun and then he told me to arrange reprise
And deep inside a labyrinth
Where hyacinths grow green
A duke decided to begin
To violin the queen
He took a bow
Noted how the queen had shed a tear
But the sign in his mind would always disappear
As the duke was growing older he had found his peace
Laid down the gun and then he told me there's no more reprise
I am really grateful to perceive these gentle melodies, my dear
Here, in this place, your presence provides grace to every forsaken being hidden in its tangled maze
No doors, just corridors that lead them through their thoughts are enlightened by the light you brought
Will you stay?
Please play,
someday it might take us to the hill
it will
Untill, please play
As you can see the rumors of the metamorphosis turned out to be true
We all have heard about the foxes case, but look what i have become
Splendid, aren't I
Oh my beloved one
With the memory of sun you carry in your eyes
I feel I finally photosynthesize
I was wondering what time is it
But then i realised i no longer know what time is
Buried in the dark, I tend to fail to sense the world the way I used to
And wait, are these thoughts or is this what a flower's speech sounds like
Please play,
someday we might feel again the thrill
we will
Until, please play
Do I regret what happened?
No, not at all
The fate must be obeyd
One tends to think the whole boulders of worlds are on his shoulders but no
With opened arms we have to greet anything that comes our way
But still, would I disobey if i walked the other way on some other day?
I believe not.
Do I feel complete?
Hmm, partly
I think this state of presence enriched my inner self
But deep outside I miss a part
You know, I still feel her there somewhere
I hear her footsteps echo here and there
It's as if she was enclosing me but from a place far too close and far too closed
Oh my beloved one
I believe I could bring her
With my groom
Shining through the gloom
I could bloom
And maybe lure some insectum
Please play
Someday, it might take us back in time
And there in time
Way back
Long before the crime
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8. |
Evening in the 'ox Town
03:19
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9. |
Picture Traveller
02:02
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Shuddersome curriculum
Is waiting for the men who see
Through the mist
For alchemists
Who tend to unveil what's concealed
Alchemy a blasphemy
But that's just how things work for me
I'm a painter
A god creator
Obscure power I reveal
I found truth about the thing
I have longed for centuries
The picture travel seems
Like a way to go so
I can see my chances rising high
At last
My love a new world will be
Painted for you, painted for me
The fate of the world is on our shoulders
New life upon us
But first you have to die
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10. |
Evil Experiment
01:06
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Alchemy the irony
Of author lost inside his game
You're a traitor a violator
Shame!
Shuddersome insectum
Are chasing down your destiny
In your fall
So abysmal!
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11. |
The Last Ingredient
02:07
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Did you really think you‘d got them all?
Love the heavenly potion
Love the catalyst of life
But only in purest form
Can take us back in time
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12. |
Discontinuity of Time
03:14
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Eleonora shifts the sands
Covering the prelife palace
Walks between the pillars of time
Keeps a distance from the abyss
Eleonora finds a space
A loophole in the sea of being
Dashes into life that awaits
Beyond the embryonic journey
You’ll never know
What it feels like to be born
See her running through the open door
What it feels like to be born?
Eleonora comes aboard
The ferryman is not arriving
Discontinuity of time
Keeps her away from the diving
You’ll never know
What it feels like to be born
See her running through the open door
What it feels like to be born?
There was a bird afraid to fly
He had to look death in the eye
Became a stone on the hill
As every bird with a broken wing
As every bird has to do
He’s seen the world to recognize that
She’s a flower now
Sometimes it’s so you’re asking how
As every bird has to do
As every bird with a broken wing
As every bird has to do
As every bird should do
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13. |
Malkallam
01:06
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