Current 93 - The Magical Bird In The Magical Woods lyrics

i saw the slot of the sun the final cut of the sun start like a hare over the shoddy grey walls i saw you dimple and crease and turn a card from the pack by your bed as though swords, cups, discs and wands might tumble into your head and give you a glimmer of something profound but your gods made no sound the gods made no sound your gods made no sound you were cartwheel and sommersault but not at your ease i was not at my ease as through unfolding vistas of dullness and deadness i saw the metal buckets fatigued and buckled with nimbus of rustflowers in sheds by the lake i was already falling and fallen and lost and it was not at your cost and i was not at my ease and it was not at your cost by aimless pools with no surprise i counted the flickerings of your eyes and saw the magical bird in the magical woods fly over the hills and far away from the sea it's you i see by the glowing seashore it was you that i saw: the magical bird in the magical woods