It rides upon a sea of souls
The ship of stone above the shoals
Bearing dark and lurid dreams
So clear yet never what they seem
All on board have parts to play
To evoke feeling their own way
The living sea carries us all
In thrall
Swells bisected by our prow
Chimeras flit across our bows
The Tillerman plots the course
His mind an infinite source
Your world will soon seem exotic
Cruel, dark, and erotic
Painting forms on your minds' sky
Brave old ideas redefined
The stoker keeps the driving beat
Controling tides that move your feet
Everyone just wants release
Swells bisected by our prow
Chimeras flit across our bows
The sea will surge as we dictate
Hard rhythms you can't escape
Emotions timed by our refrain
We will keep the sea contained
Driving tunes from heaven and hell
We ride the cusp of the swell
[Painting forms on your mind
Brave ideas redefined
The sea
is free
but always submits
To the
will of
the crew of the ship]
We show evil as well as good
We make ourselves misunderstood
Our sea can feel what is true
To the rest we can't get through
Swells bisected by our prow
Chimeras flit across our bows
Currents flow out from our beat
Pulsing through from head to feet
Emotional control is complete
It rides on a sea of souls
This stone ship above the shoals
[Carrying dark and lurid dreams
Clear yet never what they seem
The sea
is free
but always submits
To the
will of
the crew of the ship]
It rides upon a sea of souls
Our stone ship above the shoals
Carries dark and lurid dreams
Swells bisected by our prow
Chimeras flit past our bows
The sea will surge as we dictate
Hard rhythms you can't escape
We sail
[The sea
is free
but always submits
The sea
is free
but always submits
The sea
is free
but always submits
To the
will of
the crew of the ship]
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