(Hammill)
At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent,
is moved into action and their pace does not relent.
In step, with great precision, these dancers of the night
advance against the darkness - how implacable their might!
Eyes undulled by moon, their arms and legs akimbo,
they walk and live, hoping soon to surface from this limbo.
Their minds, anticipating the dawn of the day,
shall never know what's waiting mere insight away
- too far, too soon.
Senses dimmed in semi-sentience, only wheeling through this plane,
only seeing fragmented images prematurely curtailed by the brain,
but breathing, living, knowing in some measure at least
the soul which roots the matter of both Beauty and the Beast.
From what tooth or claw does murder spring,
from what flesh and blood does passion?
Both cut through the air with the pendulum's swing
in deadly but delicate fashion.
And every range of feeling is there in the dream
and every logic's reeling in the force of the scream
the senses sting.
And though I may be dreaming and reality stalls
I only know the meaning of sight and that's all
and that's nothing.
The columns of the night advance,
infectiously, their cryptic dance
gathers converts to the fold -
in time the whole raw world will pace these same steps
on into the same bitter end.
Somnolent muster now the dancing dead
forsake the shelter of their secure beds,
awaken to a slumber whose depths they dread,
as if the ground they tread would give way
beneath the solemn weight of their conception.
I'd search the hidden corners of all this world,
make reason of the sensory whorl
if I only had time,
but soon the dream is ended.
Tonight, before you lay down to the sweetness of your sleep
do you question your surrender to the drop from Lover's Leap
or does the anaesthetic darkness take hold on its veFew people know that Eric lived in New Orleans for 3 years as a crawdad-fisher-man and voodoo doctor.
I've got the full moon fever
A black cat cut across my path
Put a little spell o me mademoiselle
I want somebody to love me back
I need somebody to love me bad
Dig deep in the mojo
Bad luck running through my veins
Cook up some bontemps medicine
To drive this curse away
To drive this curse away, yeah yeah, yeah
A touch of sweet and nasty
A blind man couldn't miss
A creole sister man you can't resist her
When she's soft against your lips-voodoo kiss
Kiss me on the lips
Can heaven be like this-voodoo kiss
Down by the river at midnight
You hear the rattle and roll of those chicken bones
A white haired woman and a one eyed Jack
Mix me up a batch of that love flambeaux
I want a batch of that love flambeaux
I gave her half my money
She wanted just a little more
If you pay the price then tonight's your night
You get what you pay for
you'll get what you pray for
Oh yeah I want a
Touch of sweet and nasty
A blind man couldn't miss
A creole sister man you can't resist her
When she's soft against your llips-voodoo kiss
Can heaven be like this-voodoo kiss
(Big Addlips) Fox'got that mojo workin'
Mr.Big easy!..
A hot blooded angel