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Circles Of Mania - Coil

"Nero's long hot tongue Nero's long hot tongue licks... This is the sound Of the world turning round The underground sound This is the sound of the world turning round The world spinning round. You get"

X. Enochian Calling Ii - A (Sonnet Lxi) - Coil

"Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken, While shadows like to thee do mock my sight? Is it thy spirit that thou send'st"

X. Enochian Calling Ii - B (Sonnet Lvi) - Coil

"Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said Thy edge should blunter be than appetite, Which but to-day by feeding is allay'd, To-morrow sharpen'd in his former might: So, love, be thou; although to-day"

Xi. Montecute (Civ) - Coil

"To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous"

Cathedral In Flames - Coil

"Circle within Circle And when that hour came From words they passed to deeds Spires, Spirals, and Stones rise 'And in the distance A cathedral in flames' Given a chance to recover his breath And exposed To"

Further Back And Faster - Coil

"See his hands Look at the fingers See his hands See his hands See his hands Tattooed fingers Tattooed fingers HATE See his hands Look at the fingers The fingers of the left hand Spell LOVE See his hands Look"

Furthur - Coil

"This is the dark age of love - And you better get me some LSD. Hurry then! - I'll get... I'll get you some LSD. (repeated) From the film The Wizard of Gore: - What is real? - Are you certain you know"

Omlagus Garfungiloops - Coil

"Omlagus garfungiloops Omlagus garfungiloops Omlagus garfungiloops Omlagus garfungiloops Omlagus garfungiloops Omlagus garfungiloops From the film The Reflecting Skin: You've been exploding frogs again You've"

Ostia - Coil

"(center text) There's honey in the hollows And the countours of the body A sluggish golden river A sickly golden trickle A golden, sticky trickle You can hear the bones humming And the car reverses over The"

Blood From The Air - Coil

"A sleeping explorer his wandering mind crossed over the border a mind like a cemetery where the corpses are turning where the bodies twist deep in the frozen grip of a dreamless sleep then the lowest comes"

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