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A:Prince Rupert Awakes <br />Farewell the temple master's bells <br />His kiosk and his black worm seed <br />Courtship solely of his word <br />With Eden guaranteed. <br />For now Prince Rupert's tears of glass <br />Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed <br />Scar the sacred tablet of wax <br />On which the Lizards feed. <br /> <br />Wake your reason's hollow vote <br />Wear your blizzard season coat <br />Burn a bridge and burn a boat <br />Stake a Lizard by the throat. <br /> <br />Go Polonius or kneel <br />The reapers name their harvest dawn <br />All your tarnished devil's spoons <br />Will rust beneath our corn. <br />Now bears Prince Rupert's garden roam <br />Across his rain tree shaded lawn <br />Lizard bones become the clay- <br />And there a Swan is born <br /> <br />Wake your reasons' hollow vote <br />Wear your blizzard season coat <br />Burn a bridge and burn a boat <br />Stake a Lizard by the throat. <br /> <br />Gone soon Piepowder's moss-weed court <br />Round which upholstered Lizards sold <br />Visions to their leaden flock <br />Of rainbows' ends and gold. <br />Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings <br />Of walls and trumpets thousand fold <br />Prophets chained for burning masks <br />And reels of dream unrolled . . . <br /> <br /> <br />B:Bolero - the Peacock's Tale (Instrumental) <br /> <br />C:The Battle of Glass Tears <br />Night enfolds her cloak of holes <br />Around the river meadow. <br />Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs <br />Hides spokeless wheels in shadow. <br />Sentries lean on thorn wood spears <br />Blow on their hands, stare eastwards. <br /> <br />Burnt with dream and taut with fear <br />Dawn's misty shawl upon them. <br />Three hills apart great armies stir <br />Spit oat and curse as day breaks. <br />Forming lines of horse and steel <br />By even yards march forward. <br /> <br /> <br />D:Big Top (Instrumental)
Letra nueva de la canción
A:Prince Rupert Awakes <br />Farewell the temple master's bells <br />His kiosk and his black worm seed <br />Courtship solely of his word <br />With Eden guaranteed. <br />For now Prince Rupert's tears of glass <br />Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed <br />Scar the sacred tablet of wax <br />On which the Lizards feed. <br /> <br />Wake your reason's hollow vote <br />Wear your blizzard season coat <br />Burn a bridge and burn a boat <br />Stake a Lizard by the throat. <br /> <br />Go Polonius or kneel <br />The reapers name their harvest dawn <br />All your tarnished devil's spoons <br />Will rust beneath our corn. <br />Now bears Prince Rupert's garden roam <br />Across his rain tree shaded lawn <br />Lizard bones become the clay- <br />And there a Swan is born <br /> <br />Wake your reasons' hollow vote <br />Wear your blizzard season coat <br />Burn a bridge and burn a boat <br />Stake a Lizard by the throat. <br /> <br />Gone soon Piepowder's moss-weed court <br />Round which upholstered Lizards sold <br />Visions to their leaden flock <br />Of rainbows' ends and gold. <br />Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings <br />Of walls and trumpets thousand fold <br />Prophets chained for burning masks <br />And reels of dream unrolled . . . <br /> <br /> <br />B:Bolero - the Peacock's Tale (Instrumental) <br /> <br />C:The Battle of Glass Tears <br />Night enfolds her cloak of holes <br />Around the river meadow. <br />Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs <br />Hides spokeless wheels in shadow. <br />Sentries lean on thorn wood spears <br />Blow on their hands, stare eastwards. <br /> <br />Burnt with dream and taut with fear <br />Dawn's misty shawl upon them. <br />Three hills apart great armies stir <br />Spit oat and curse as day breaks. <br />Forming lines of horse and steel <br />By even yards march forward. <br /> <br /> <br />D:Big Top (Instrumental)
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