[Andreas Hedlund] Sitting in the subterranean chamber Embraced by the vast solitariness Seclusion concealed by a vision's ember That speaks the words
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[Andreas Hedlund] Glacial deserts surround this habitat Where lounges are slaves to the Northern gale An inaccessible position on an inaccessible plat
[Oysten G. Brun] The fuse is about to burn Energy ignites the frames The halo around and through Flares in the sea-color blue The fable is about to
"We shall stick it out to the end, but we are getting weaker, of course, and the end cannot be far. It seems a pity, but I do not think I can write more
[Andreas Hedlund] In this wasteland mankind has found its curse, The suffocative coldness and the ice storms Still, I am standing on a frozen universe
[Oysten G. Brun] The polar sun protrudes through the frozen wilderness As the endeavours of the silent wanderer summon in vain Cease to exist as the
[Andreas Hedlund] I've conjured my visions awake To render excitement to pride I visit the old for this sake And credulously follow the guide, A natural
[Oysten G. Brun] Frozen columns spearing the horizon Gazing throughout the stellar endlessness Alone at the peak of sole endurance Under the blue and
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'd provide could keep her satisfied so I took to roam the wilderness alone Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled crone I did see. Crone: "My spell
me Nothing I'd provide could keep her satisfied So I took to roam the wilderness alone Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled crone I did see Crone: '
fickle Marylin's on Send her by air mail, paravion Certificate of X-tacy in my head Hire out Sybil Vase for my bed Croon croon tonight Honeymoon tonight
Learn to croon If you want to win your heart's desire Sweet melodies of love inspire Romance Just murmur da, da, dee, da, da, da And when you do She'
Mc: frank sinatra sings the old favorite learn to croon. Frankie sings: Learn to croon if you want to win your heart's desire, Sweet melodies of love
We aint got no time....to worry aint got no time....to worry aint got no time....to worry about them little things that bring me down bring me down noooo