| Lyrics: | Some call me SATAN others have me GOD
some name me NEMO...I am unborn.
Some speak of me in
anagrams,
some grieve upon my wrath...
the ones who give me service
I grant my
scorn.
My words are
'Too late', 'Never', 'Impossible', and 'Gone';
my home is in the
sunset and the dawn.
My Name is locked in silence,
sometimes it's whispered out of
spite.
All gates are locked,
all doors are barred and bolted,
There is no place
for flight.
Will you not come to me
and love me for one more night?
Some see me
shining, others have me dull;
gun-metal and cut diamond--I am ALL.
Some swear they see me
weeping
in the poppy-fields of France...
in the tumbling of the dice see them
fall!
Some laugh and see me laughing
down the corridors of power:
some see my sign on
Caesar and his pall.
My face is robed in darkness,
sometimes you glimpse me in the
shade,
All friends have gone,
all calls are weak and wasted
there is no more to
say.
Will you not crawl to me
and love me for one more day?
Some wish me empty,
others will me full,
some crave of me infinity--I am NONE.
Some look for me in
symbols,
some trace my line in stars,
some count my ways in numbers:
I am No
One.
Some chronicle my movements,
my colours and my clothes,
some trace the work in
progress
--it is *done*.
My soul is cast in crystal
yet unrevealed beneath the
knife.
All wells are dry,
all bread is masked in fungus
and now disease is
rife.
Will you not run from this
and love me for one more life?
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