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• Artiste: Beau
• Titre: Big Empty Below (or The Glass Crucifix)
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Hanging on the Glass Crucifix Long as this mad dreams gone one Over a half a score, 300 dark songs Imagine never waking up and never going to sleep Living in between is such a bludgeoning sweet thing So I let the stabbing perpetuate the darling myth That waking dreams' are not walking towards a hanging cliff No longer deliverable to the arms of He on high Blistering on that cross it gets so hot and then you die I want to be awoken I've heard that voice It has spoken The real me, so long forgotten Has emerged from the Big Empty Below How long, how long have I lived in silence? An avoidance of all pain and all sorrow When horror is a daily occurrence That I masked with an antidote for today and tomorrow How long did I stand mute and deaf? Strewn about miles of land So bereft of any resemblance to the past Despite the tall, looming shadow the Glass Crucifix cast yeah I want to be awoken I've heard that voice It has spoken The real me, so long forgotten Has emerged from the Big Empty Below Copyright 2007 Beau Phillips