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(feat. Arjen Anthony Lucassen)

Long before first men come
Gears of time dwelled on
An unusual layout
Astral ballet then stopped
And the stars were right for them
Now the worst is to come
Cause the stars come round again

One morning like any other
He stands up from the ground
Again the night made him bewildered
The dreams have been so odd
So exhausting, it drains life from him

It lasts for several weeks now
It’s affecting his work
His philo essay slowly becomes a
Novel of horror
So dramatic, his lines scare him stiff
A force directs him, stars are aligning

Music comes to the violist
With otherworldly notes
Voices guide the sculptor hands
To horrifying curves
The stars come right

Once he heard of a mute poet that
Had the same symptoms
Panic would seize both of them
If they could compare notes
Then they could see
Stars are aligning

Music comes to the violist
With otherworldly notes
Voices guide the sculptor hands
To horrifying curves
Terrified is the painter coming
Across his last night draft
Madness will sooth the savage fear when
All the stars come right

RC : “Did you ever have that dream?
In which you run down the ruins
Of a strange city, among cyclopean rubbles,
Under a black night, in which you shiver at every shadow...

But then you feel the ground rumble
And crumble under your feet,
As you quicken your pace,
Without even turning your head back
Because you know a heap of tentacles
Is chasing you”

Now he gets that his dreams are real
And that time is so short
Sensitive mind man he still is
A prophet of their call
He can foresee, stars are aligning

Music comes to the violist
With otherworldly notes
Voices guide the sculptor hands
To horrifying curves
Terrified is the painter coming
Across his last night draft
Madness will sooth the savage fear when
All the stars come right

Once more, once more
Once more, once more
Once more, once more
Once more, once more

Once more…

HPL : "And shadowed on a screen,
I saw hooded forms amidst ruins,
And yellow evil faces peering
From behind fallen monuments.

And I saw the world battling against blackness;
Against the waves of destruction from ultimate space;
Whirling, churning; struggling around the dimming, cooling sun..."

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