キー: Eb major
Verse 1
Bm
A#m
Bm
The most merciful thing in the world is man's inability to correlate all of his mind's contents,
but the sciences one day
Bm
Cm
up such terrifying vistas of reality
A#m
Bm
It will either go mad from the revelation
Peace and safety of another
new dark age. I'm
Bm
Mark
Edward
Smith
H .P.
Lovecraft's.
Bm
A#m
We give you the horror in clay
B
F#
Yeah, I'm just working on this head at the moment,
as well and tend to flow a bit more with the
body, get a few more curves in there,
lies next to and above its
Cornwall.
Its slight accent into
C .C.
Sheffield
Cornwall.
The professor knows the youth is completely ignorant of pagan,
cryptoch, or biblical law.
He ponders and reflects
over the sculpture.
Professor phones sculpture,
who says,
As I said, it was a dream of
dark dripping stone,
of a fractured voice whose
vowels were impenetrable.
I was not stoned,
Professor, honestly.
My grant has run out,
A
A#m
but the only two vowels or sounds
frequently repeated that I
could make out were...
Pffft!
He's a lot.
F#
A#m
B
Contents are clay -baths relieved,
A#m
B
D#m
with bits of fever jotted and strewn around
B
A
Am
inside the packing.
A
B
A
The bas -relief is rectangle,
B
A
6 inches by 5 inches, 1 inch thick.
B
F#
B
Am
The periglyphics, neither ancient nor modern,
On top is a creature,
F#
A#m
Description, cross between octopus,
human, dragon.
A
F#
Huffbeam, tentacles, head, scaly body,
A#m
A
F#
half -grown wings.
A
B
A
Behind this is a small 2x4 vista, ionic column,
A
A
E
B
A
attached to a large sheet of paper with large felt pen writing saying
A
Kitholoo,
G#
A
Martin reads the two columns.
B
1.
F#
H.
Wilcox.
A
Newburgh,
Urry,
Urry
As I said, it was a dream of dark dripping stone,
Mental illness group
Folly, see in sight.
Bearing a
Penzance
Bay
Gazette heading dated 1969.
Comfortable leafy suburb, green lilac,
German type houses, a lot of dark green,
ominous, pale thin youth.
Pretentious walks up, hesitatingly,
to the front of a house with a package.
It looks like a cross between
so -and -so and the singer out of awe.
He is nervous and affected.
A balding
Mike
Hiltag comes to the door.
He is a professor,
Martin's great -uncle.
Trump recognises him.
The son of a respected family knows him.
And he'd been in
Scotland all over.
Youth
Hands
Prop
Package.
It is plain vast relief,
but not before saying,
I made this last night in a dream of cities,
new and old, dreams older than the
Gaelic
Sea or the
Old
Atlantic,
or the garden -girdled
Babylon that lies next to
and above its
Cornwall.
Its slight accent into
CC
Sheffield
Cornwall.
The professor knows the youth is completely ignorant of pagan,
cryptic or biblical law.
He ponders and reflects over the
sculpture.
Professor phones
Sculpture, who says,
As I said, it was a dream of dark dripping stone,
of a fractured voice whose vowels were impenetrable.
I was not stoned,
Professor, honestly.
My grant has run out, but the only two vowels or sounds
frequently repeated that I could make out were
Gb
Gb
Ab
David one nine six nine
six, nine, one, nine, six,
nine, one, nine, six, nine.
Bye.
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