Fresh from zones of moisture
And afterwards the meat
With spangles on my long-tailed suits
And songs to haunt the one that's saved

Just call me Desdinova
I'm sure to be
The lucky one
When destiny assigns wisdom
Known to me
The starry wisdom

I am the one you warned me of
I am the one who'd never, never lie

The writing in the notebook
Notation from the stars
Songs by Desdinova
And frost warnings from the women's farm
Whose agents could not ever see
His hilly eyes and too green rings
Obscured sight and fancy dreams
Holy mass, those 13 fancy dreams

I am the one you warned me of
I am the one who'd never, never lie

Eyes like bottles and hands in my hair
Bottles of blackness the blacker the spare
I'll sit myself behind that clock
And play tunes on its belfry

Five fingers have I to play them like ten
Ten fingers have I to play them again
In decimal chains whose mimic cry
Whose notes will never, never fly
Until they quit those timely tunes
And entered that system from outside

I am the one you warned me of
I am the one who'd never, never lie

Along the world axis
The Empress lay sleeping
To the rhyme of the, of the, of the star clock
Seven sleepers
Seven sages
Seven ladders to the, to the
Seventh heaven

Seven stars
Had Ursa Major
Tables turning, turning
And rain maker
While the seven
The visitors
All went, all went
A drumming

Dance a Don Pedro
Do the Don Pedro
Games after death
Night dances 'round
Samedi and Petre
In Alchemy

Salute the Four Quarters
Before I leave your eyes
Twinned in the mirror
Les Mesteres come
End me adoration
Before I leave your eyes
World in the mirror
Waters of amnesia come

Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know)
Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know)
The court of Eve
Beneath the Polar Mountain
Rose cross and crosser there
Symbols of the swan
Aerial races
In rotation over
The magical casement
Visions of a parallel world

Dance a Don Pedro
Do the Don Pedro
Games after death
Night dances 'round
Samedi and Petre
In Alchemy

In the presence of another world
You guess the things unguessed
In the fullness of another world
There is no emptiness

In the promise of another world
A dreadful knowledge comes
How even space can modulate
And earthly things be done

Your master he's a monster
He will come on a bridge of paper
Inscribed with a hundred names of God
But he can count one more
The curse of life eternal
Written on the door

Your master.....he's a monster
Your master.....he's a monster
Your master.....he's a monster

In the presence of another world
A dreadful knowledge comes
How even space can modulate
And earthly things be done

In the fullness of another world
There is no emptiness

Your master.....Your master is a monster
Your master.....Born of a yolkless egg
Your master.....He has dominion over animals
Your master.....He walks the world Entrail diviner
Your master.....And when the stars are right
Your master.....He locks the door behind the door behind the door
Your master.....The milky way abyss inclines
Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time
Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time
Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time
Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time

Your master is a monster
And gentlemanly too
He'll make for us some new germ
With pieces of the perfect black
The alpha and omega
The double peaks of Mars
The maze of his infinity
The buried city
In the stars

I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you'd know enough

To call in touch that outer frame
The inner gain, a sullen gulch
Which opens up on the way to Blindman's Bluff

A suburb now of River Roads
Where quandry and sublime improve
The sight whose imagery
Is sometimes that of fear

I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

When time gets slow, and rivers freeze
I think you'd know enough

To shut the gates of walled town walls
And putting up some good rum punch
Forget the way to Blindman's Bluff

So packed with eyes
That glow like coals
And pointing towards the North
Oh my boat left New Orleans in 1829!

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

My destination is a secret
And the doctrine is soft
And just between the verse and me
It's a place where you can see
Lost, last and luminous
Scored to sky yet never found
Relics of jewels
And ant-track tools
A true ghost dance
Rehearsal Ground

I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

I've lived upon
The edge of chance
For twenty years or more
And this is what my friends all mean

By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio
Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

On the terminal point
Of the cul-de-sac
Patients are dying
The horses are dazed
From the glare of stars
The starry wisdom
Owned by the Baron
And he's got the cure

A drug by the name of World Without End
A drug by the name of World Without End
A drug by the name of World Without End

Come and take this.................Carpe Diem!
World without end..................Carpe Diem!
You'll be inventor.................Carpe Diem!
Invention, letter, earth, wind.....Carpe Diem!
Rhymed like the real...............Carpe Diem!
And real as the rhyme..............Carpe Diem!
Imagine this Baron.................Carpe Diem!
Inventor of rhymes.................Carpe Diem!

Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein
Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein
Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein

Carpe Diem!
Carpe Diem!
Carpe Diem!
Carpe Diem!

He was me, and I was called Frankenstein
He was me, and I was called Frankenstein
He was me, and I was called Frankenstein
Frankenstein

(World without end)
Frankenstein
(World without end)
Frankenstein

(World without end) ...

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Like acid and oil on a madman's face
His reason tends to fly away

Like lesser birds on the four winds
Like silver scrapes in May
Now the sands become a crust
And most of you have gone away

Come Susy dear, let's take a walk
Just out there upon the beach
I know you'll soon be married
And you want to know where the winds come from

Well it's never said at all
On the map that Carrie reads
Behind the clock back there you know
At the four winds bar

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Four winds at the four winds bar
Two doors locked and windows barred
One door let to take you in
The other one just mirrors it
Hey, hey, hey, hey

In hellish glare and inference
The other one's a duplicate
The queenly flux, eternal light
Or the light that never warms (repeat twice)

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst
Out at you from their hiding place
Miss Carrie nurse and Suzy dear
Would find themselves at the four winds bar

It's the nexus of the crisis
The origin of storms
Just the place to hopelessly
Encounter time and then came me
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Call me Desdenova, eternal light
These gravely digs of mine
Will surely prove a sight
And don't forget my dog, fixed and consequent

Astronomy...a star (repeat indefinitely)

Cornwall and the harbor
Where witches went mad more than once and
Until this day
In dreams at least
The lighthouse at Lost Christabel
Squat and hugely tilts
Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built
And having stood the test of time
The starry gale the bloody tide
Grandad's house though gaped with hooks
And filled with books
Could stand no more until
A certain prophecy
Once read - now stood
Before the world fulfilled

Now of these books in Grandad's keep
Some of them were new but mostly they were old
And the oldest was a scroll
A prophecy that read
When the riddle begins
The story will end

August the First 1892
And in the guise of destiny
Grandad quit Cornwall
";I'm a captain of a ship
My ship is charmed, and called Plutonia.";

Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Grandad sailed for Mexico

Ships charmed and ordinary
Sailed the glidepath to the sun
And when the sun proved false
As it always does
Some of them would be lost
And some would sail back home
It was no star
But a magna of illusion
I mean by that
The mirror found
In the chamber of jade grown like a seed
Deep within the ground
The mirror found
By one man
So on and off again
He sailed the Europe's rim
On and off, off and on
Until his time had come

Through tears and smiles
The last domain
The rods of broken crystal
On and off, and off again
Until his time had come
Late to the story that had been
But early to the riddle not yet begun

August the First 1893
The charmed ship Plutonia
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
And none too soon it seems

That night the Captain's granddaughter
Would celebrate her birthday
";I've come a long way,"; said the Captain
";From Lost Christabel this night
Accompanied by my dog familiar
To blast your rafters with my surprise!
Granddaughter, it's a foreign mirror
Taken from the jungle by crime!";

Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Grandad sailed for Mexico

When tables collapse
And floors have filled
And the party's over, it's all over
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom
I've warped the stuff of ground
What seems to be is not
Behind closed eyes
Realize your sight
Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise
More light than sun
More dark than night then
More a snare than lust

I am becalmed in virtue
Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams
Warm weather and a holocaust
The tears of God flow as I bleed

Left to die by two good friends
Abandoned me and put to sleep
On a shore where oyster beds
Seem plush as down
And ripe enough for the luxor dream

Recall the dream of luxor
How fluids will arrive
As if by call or schedule
Resume through the morning tide
Where entry is by seaweed gate
And plan the plan of dreams
To lose oneself in reverb
In all that is and all that seems

So ladies, fish, and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
To see me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea

The oyster boys are swimming now
To claim me back from the dead
The creatures back from vertigo
They fear to fall but haven't fell
Will reclaim tries and try again

The oyster boys are swimming now
Hear them chatter on the tide
Of the lost and language lost
Hear them chatter on the tide

We understand, we understand, we understand
And so do I
We understand, we understand
But fright is real
And so am I

So ladies, fish, and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
To see me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea

The entry to lost vestibule
Opens on the bay
An instant shape of mercury
Lost and then retained
An instant is an eyelash
Caught on the tide
Imaginos!
Below this bay
And then besides...

The oyster boys are swimming now
One deal is what we made
Forest keys and whirlwind cold
Green keys too and keys of gold
Even locks that won't explode
When the skies become a scroll
Having lost its interest
See that's the deal we made
Just to join the Oyster Cult
The Blue Oyster Cult

We Understand, we understand - Blue Oyster Cult

Imaginos
Approached the sun
In August in New Hapshire
Singing songs
Nobody knew
And stories left undone

See this fish
His scales turned green
Under such a sun
Such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun

A tongue and pale
Of Texas light
Descended on the border
While the bird
Called Buzzardo
Rattled the bones
He picked the flesh from

See this fish
His scales turned green
Under such a sun
Such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun

Checking the sign of the Moonfleet
Roll your wheel with mine
Sometimes in the light of day
The truth proves hard to find
Actually this Buzzardo
Was Imaginos in disguise

In disguise

Ooo Imaginos
Ooo Imaginos
Ooo Ooo Ooo Imaginos
Ooo Imaginos
Ooo Imaginos
Ooo Ooo Ooo

Imaginos
Approached the sun
In August in New Hapshire
Singing songs
Nobody knew
And stories left undone

See this fish
His scales turned green
Under such a sun
Such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun...............such a sun
such a sun

I'm Buzzardo in Texas............Last chance
I'm a pinwheel in Vermont........Last chance
And gorge the Bungo Pony.........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
I'm a rocker a roller and a spinner, too
Below that scene of subterfuge...Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
Which is
The last chance border...........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
.................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
.................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance
.................................Last chance Last chance
The last exit to Texas