Tiamat - Wildhoney Album Lyrics
Tiamat - Wildhoney Lyrics
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Whatever That Hurts
Decoction of Jimsonweed
Slimy trailing plants distil
Claustrophobia and blood mixed seed
Cursed downstairs against my will
Cobweb sticks to molten years
Cockroaches served with cream
I wipe the silver bullet tears
And with every tear a dream
With every tear a dream..
Honey tea, psilocybe larvae
Honeymoon, silver spoon
Psilocybe tea
Energy trickles with the tide
Masterminds and the suicide squad
Drink acid water by my side
Stake the saviour of their daily fraud
Overfilled toothpaste tubes
Sleepless and timeless faces
Drippety drop on sugarcubes
The one eyed's eye twinkles and gazes
Twinkles and gazes...
Honey tea, psilocybe larvae
Honeymoon, silver spoon
Psilocybe tea
Slimy trailing plants distil
Claustrophobia and blood mixed seed
Cursed downstairs against my will
Cobweb sticks to molten years
Cockroaches served with cream
I wipe the silver bullet tears
And with every tear a dream
With every tear a dream..
Honey tea, psilocybe larvae
Honeymoon, silver spoon
Psilocybe tea
Energy trickles with the tide
Masterminds and the suicide squad
Drink acid water by my side
Stake the saviour of their daily fraud
Overfilled toothpaste tubes
Sleepless and timeless faces
Drippety drop on sugarcubes
The one eyed's eye twinkles and gazes
Twinkles and gazes...
Honey tea, psilocybe larvae
Honeymoon, silver spoon
Psilocybe tea
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The Ar
Within the heart of every Man
This symbol is its deep
A truly all descending power
But unfortunately still asleep
You may put your hands before your eyes
But its gleam is never-ending
How much you turn it inside out
It conceals just understanding
"The five pointed grey star carven
The sign of the Aryan race
The five pointed grey star carven
On the forehead of an evil face"
This symbol is its deep
A truly all descending power
But unfortunately still asleep
You may put your hands before your eyes
But its gleam is never-ending
How much you turn it inside out
It conceals just understanding
"The five pointed grey star carven
The sign of the Aryan race
The five pointed grey star carven
On the forehead of an evil face"
Writer: JOHAN EDLUND, JOHNNY DAN HAGEL, WALDEMAR SORYCHTA
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
25th Floor
I know that I hung in this tree
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
No horn they upheld, nor handed me bread
I looked below me, aloud I cried
Caught up the runes, caught them up wailing
Then to the ground I fell again
I know that I hung in this tree
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
From the son of Bolthorn, Bestla's father
I mastered mighty songs nine
And a drink I had from the strongest mead
Got out from? thraerir
Valdr galga
Yggdrasil must abide
More than to men is known
The hart browsing above, it's bark rotting
And Nidhogg gnawing beneath
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
No horn they upheld, nor handed me bread
I looked below me, aloud I cried
Caught up the runes, caught them up wailing
Then to the ground I fell again
I know that I hung in this tree
All of nights nine
Wounded by the spear, given to myself
Enlightened I'll become
From the son of Bolthorn, Bestla's father
I mastered mighty songs nine
And a drink I had from the strongest mead
Got out from? thraerir
Valdr galga
Yggdrasil must abide
More than to men is known
The hart browsing above, it's bark rotting
And Nidhogg gnawing beneath
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Gaia
A new serum eradicates the illness
An old man rises from his wheelchair
When suffering unknown attacks the painless
And common animals are becoming rare
As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown
If the earth is dying of a growing thirst
Rain shall fall on dried out soil
And every kind of bud shall burst
A sough of relief to insects - turmoil
As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown
An old man rises from his wheelchair
When suffering unknown attacks the painless
And common animals are becoming rare
As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown
If the earth is dying of a growing thirst
Rain shall fall on dried out soil
And every kind of bud shall burst
A sough of relief to insects - turmoil
As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown
Writer: JOHAN EDLUND, JOHNNY DAN HAGEL, WALDEMAR SORYCHTA
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Visionaire
[Remixed Longform Version]
With a solar knife I split the sky and
walk right in between to search the
answers to every "Why?", where I
have seen the unseen. I stole the
colour of night to get out of your
sight. I am the visionaire, follow me
if you dare... I count the stars in my
hands and dream myself strong to
watch them twinkle on my command
as once a year in midwinter songs. I
stole the colour of night to get out
of your sight. I am the visionaire,
follow me if you dare...
With a solar knife I split the sky and
walk right in between to search the
answers to every "Why?", where I
have seen the unseen. I stole the
colour of night to get out of your
sight. I am the visionaire, follow me
if you dare... I count the stars in my
hands and dream myself strong to
watch them twinkle on my command
as once a year in midwinter songs. I
stole the colour of night to get out
of your sight. I am the visionaire,
follow me if you dare...
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Do You Dream Of Me?
Come down, slowly
I am waiting by your side
Come down, carefully
I am waiting by your side
I'll grab you when you fall
Down to the waking hours
Silent sweeps as golden corn
Down to the waking hours
How I wish that I could
Break into your dreams
Do I have the force I need
To break into your dreams
I hold you in my arms
Dimmed by scarlet morning red
I whisper in you ear
Do you dream of me
I am waiting by your side
Come down, carefully
I am waiting by your side
I'll grab you when you fall
Down to the waking hours
Silent sweeps as golden corn
Down to the waking hours
How I wish that I could
Break into your dreams
Do I have the force I need
To break into your dreams
I hold you in my arms
Dimmed by scarlet morning red
I whisper in you ear
Do you dream of me
Writer: AMY GRANT GILL, BEVERLY DARNALL, MICHAEL W. SMITH
Copyright: Lyrics © COPYRIGHT SOLUTIONS, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © COPYRIGHT SOLUTIONS, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
A Pocket Size Sun
Robin goodfellow
Dianae, my muse
Morpheus in my heart
Your sand in my veins
It's a deeper kind of slumber
What is universe anyway
But a pouch of silver coins
The intense breathing
Of a dying animal
A foreboding of afterlife
Master keys in oaken chest
The somewhere is mine
And from there I'll continue
All I asked for was a little love
Meet me on the other side
Where as a rose I will wake
Though blind I'll follow every step you take
Dianae, my muse
Dianae, my solitude
Cease to exist, rise to exist no more
It's a deeper kind of slumber
Dianae, my muse
Morpheus in my heart
Your sand in my veins
It's a deeper kind of slumber
What is universe anyway
But a pouch of silver coins
The intense breathing
Of a dying animal
A foreboding of afterlife
Master keys in oaken chest
The somewhere is mine
And from there I'll continue
All I asked for was a little love
Meet me on the other side
Where as a rose I will wake
Though blind I'll follow every step you take
Dianae, my muse
Dianae, my solitude
Cease to exist, rise to exist no more
It's a deeper kind of slumber
Writer: JOHAN EDLUND
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Wildhoney is the fourth studio album from Swedish music group Tiamat. The album was produced by Waldemar Sorychta and released by Century Media records in 1994. Vocalist Johan Edlund and John Hagel were the only two remaining members of Tiamat who were still with the group after their previous album Clouds in 1992. The album was marked a strong change in the style of Tiamat's music with more progressive rock and psychedelic music-influenced music and a less death metal-oriented style. The music on the album deals with the occult, nature, and LSD.
The album was released on September 1, 1994, and was one of the highest-selling records for Century Media on its release. AllMusic praised the album, referring to it as "one of the classics of the genre".
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TiamatThe album was released on September 1, 1994, and was one of the highest-selling records for Century Media on its release. AllMusic praised the album, referring to it as "one of the classics of the genre".
Genre(s): Gothic metal, gothic rock
Producer(s): Waldemar Sorychta
Length: 42:08
Released: September 1st, 1994
Year: 1994