The Fields of the Nephilim ========================== Elizium ~~~~~~~ (Straight from albums inner sleeve) Transcribed by Oskar SM(oskar@si.upc.es) "for her light" how lonely you are waiting at the sunday park i'll elude you i will loose y ou existing were no soul apart you stand on a platform your effigy dissolves in my hands when i feel like someone to lie on and i feel like someone to rely on you can't wake up illusions born of the air something seems so precious there i'll elude you i will loose you as rehersal of my despair when i feel like someone to lie on and i feel like someone to die on you can't wake up oh here me i'm what you have left here i am in this necrologue of love "at the gates of silent memory" -yes today life t hat i knew so sick of all the people a blind moon over to the window where the night has become elizium for the sleepless souls and our days to come you stand with dalila may be i'll just pa**-away or may be i'll stay but i feel alive with you and i fe el some kind of heaven when i feel deep inside her i feel some kind of heaven hear me give me some kind of heaven come in from the cold i'll owe you my heart be my shelter and refuge for the night love of my life pour your light on the faith i can fe el make it real in her sleep "submission" it moves between us for one moment like opium and your heart we've remedys from the ancient gods to heal the morals of our shadow devil come to me open up the door lead me ciahra to the centre of it all she op ened and cried with arms outstretched lay down next to me come take what's left she cried holding me someone's inside to cruel to suffer for what she wants condensation on the windows peering back at myself through the webs we have weaved till this ra diant morning somewhere else oh where have i been where have i been her lips were hard my heaven is cold let's loose her loosen up loose enough. "the souls of those who quit the body violently are most pure.""such end true lovers hath." "sumerland"(w hat dreams may come) your tempting me to all of life and all its pleasure take me to the dream to the highs and the depths of my soul here we free thoughts inside giving up for giving time but a world without end
where no soul can decend there will be no sumertime how lost lifes been afraid of working up so afraid to take the dream shapes of angels the night casts lie dead but dreaming in my past and their here they want to meet you they want to play with you so take the dream can't break free and i hear them call they want top lange you their here once more the want to lay with you they want to take you to the shame of your past take the dream take me lead me far away take me there i'll fade away but i can't hide and i cannot die i take the d ream we're but fools of our fate on this earth i shall wait by the roots of my soul i am loosing control take the dream the sleepers in you shapes of angels so deep with in you feel your soul drowning unloosen your soul drowning in waters of reality t ell me what is reality tell me tell me thought of god. do dreams fall from god tell me what dreams may come break free thoughts all gone we've all come down take me there your my ticket out a here all come down take me out a here take me there."wail of sumer" you can see the earth we're high here we're climbing over sumertown you can kiss teh air we're gliding follow me for sumer land no sound life no essence we lay enstranged in our curious ways memorys lay beside us but i'm seeing through an age who i am through sumerland lead me taken from god forgivers sent in to the dark to play from life here i lead them taken away from where they layed getting old together to breath myself free i'll stay we're high here forever no tomorrow no today thro ugh sumerland lead me."and there will your heart be also" we must suffer to free our pain can you help us to find our way your here to stay stay here in paradise i'd end this moment to be with you through morphic oceans i'd lay here with you only to st ay stay here in paradise only to stay son lonely from this maelstrom free are you from this maelstrom to be with you "we are the lost ones, in the company of bright angels" "stay not on the pincipies with the dross of matter, for there is a place for thy image in a realm ever splendered."(the chaldean oracles of zoroaster) music by The Nephilim, lyrics by McCoy, typed by oSKaR