Lyrics to In The Presence Of Another World
In the presence of another world,
You guess the things unguessed.
In the fullness of another world,
There is no emptiness.
In the promise of another world,
A dreadful knowledge comes...
How even space can modulate,
The Earthly things we've done.
Your master he's a monster,
He will come on a bridge of paper,
Inscribed with a hundred names of God...
But he can count one more- The curse of life eternal,
Written on the door.
Your master.....he's a monster
(x3)
In the presence of another world,
A dreadful knowledge comes...
How even space can modulate,
The Earthly things we've done.
In the fullness of another world,
There is no emptiness...
Your master.....Your master is a monster,
Born of a yolkless egg.
He has dominion over animals,
He walks the world- entrail diviner.
And when the stars are right,
He locks the door behind the door behind the door.
The Milky Way abyss inclines- seven years of labor for the instruments of time (x4)
(spoken)Your master is a monster,
And gentlemanly too.
He'll make for us some new germ.
With pieces of the perfect black.
The Alpha and Omega;
The double peaks of Mars;
The Maze of his infinity;
The buried city in the stars.
You guess the things unguessed.
In the fullness of another world,
There is no emptiness.
In the promise of another world,
A dreadful knowledge comes...
How even space can modulate,
The Earthly things we've done.
Your master he's a monster,
He will come on a bridge of paper,
Inscribed with a hundred names of God...
But he can count one more- The curse of life eternal,
Written on the door.
Your master.....he's a monster
(x3)
In the presence of another world,
A dreadful knowledge comes...
How even space can modulate,
The Earthly things we've done.
In the fullness of another world,
There is no emptiness...
Your master.....Your master is a monster,
Born of a yolkless egg.
He has dominion over animals,
He walks the world- entrail diviner.
And when the stars are right,
He locks the door behind the door behind the door.
The Milky Way abyss inclines- seven years of labor for the instruments of time (x4)
(spoken)Your master is a monster,
And gentlemanly too.
He'll make for us some new germ.
With pieces of the perfect black.
The Alpha and Omega;
The double peaks of Mars;
The Maze of his infinity;
The buried city in the stars.
Songwriters: PEARLMAN/BOUCHARD
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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