See Lucifer who proudly fell
Driven o’er Heavens wall
To the flaming deeps of Hell
With the rebel angels all
Chained upon the burning lake
A dream from which no one shall wake!
The serpent in the garden sweet
To whom Adam and Eve gave heed
Omnipotence can but defeat
The willfulness of wicked greed
So see the falling of their kind
Into the place no one can find!
Solo
The only sin against mankind
The working of a faithless heart
That fraudulent of thinking mind
Must to the waste alone depart
The further that your footsteps lead
The worse your soul shall come to need!
Solo
See Lucifer who proudly fell
Driven o’er Heavens wall
To the flaming deeps of Hell
With the rebel angels all
Chained upon the burning lake
A dream from which no one shall wake!
Thursday, 17 January 2013
Thursday, 10 January 2013
Nightingales
Beloved, let us walk by spark ‘ling streams
Upon the flowered valley green and wild
Our footsteps lead us through beautiful dreams
Of spring, provoking those still like a child
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Beloved, let us work the golden fields
Discovering what summers’ toil yields
And rest in shade of laden apple-trees
Hand in hand caressed by whisper'd breeze
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Beloved, let us press fruit of the vine
And drink cups of intoxicating wine
Dry leaves are fluttering and falling down
To find their place of rest upon the ground
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Solo
Beloved, when we’re bent before the fire
Let our love become our funeral pyre
Smile with me. Let my fingers wipe your tears
And sweetly sing the story of our years
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
______________________
Copyright Jeffrey Merk 2013
Upon the flowered valley green and wild
Our footsteps lead us through beautiful dreams
Of spring, provoking those still like a child
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Beloved, let us work the golden fields
Discovering what summers’ toil yields
And rest in shade of laden apple-trees
Hand in hand caressed by whisper'd breeze
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Beloved, let us press fruit of the vine
And drink cups of intoxicating wine
Dry leaves are fluttering and falling down
To find their place of rest upon the ground
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
Solo
Beloved, when we’re bent before the fire
Let our love become our funeral pyre
Smile with me. Let my fingers wipe your tears
And sweetly sing the story of our years
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
See the Nightingales - Circling in the cool of the day
______________________
Copyright Jeffrey Merk 2013
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