Island of my heart

Erskine Nicol: The Missing Boat

Take a break to hear my story

It's a tale that'll live forever

With a chance to learn something as well

'cross the seas, beyond the ocean

Lies a land never heard before

Where a war was fought for no real cause

In a little while two worlds collide

One single isle, two ways of life

It's been this way throughout the times

See the sun shine on the island of my heart

As we begin to see signs

Of the dreamtime bending in the cruel wind

And break for the first time

World is changing...

Oh, it's changing...

Feel loss of a mourning father

And the pangs of a guilty conscience

See the dreamer that we all once were

And the wrath of the violent stranger

Ignorant to the path of love

See the death where the dreamer is you

Universe alive, two worlds collide

No sceptered isle, but an age-old tribe

So it will be for all dreamtime

World is changing...

Oh, it's changing...

There's a promise within each human heart

Sealed in, planted, at the start of your life

Success is measured only in the way

This promise is outweighed

By the circumstances you face

Or in the way you can weave your promise

Into the fabric of dreamtime

So that it becomes one

Eternal, ever-lasting, unchanging

A world in itself

Shadow Of A Promise

Philip Calderon: Home After Victory

Through empty words and promises the madman speaks

His lies go forth as law unto those who believe

Under dark commands he leads the way to a brighter day

Yet that day will never come, will never come, will never come

His day will come

Say the word and I will follow

Speak the truth I will believe

Cast not your shadow on my eyes

Open minds are lead astray

With the hope for a brighter day

Cast not your shadow on my heart

A promise made a promise kept

Remove the lie there's nothing left

Cast not your shadow of a promise

Generals bow before him while the people damn his name

Madman, God or just a fool

Using words of victory, justice and unity

To him these are lies - such an unfortunate surprise

With just one word a nation is moved and justifies his power

The tyrant laughs for in his mind he is supreme

Yet as the sun sets lowly in my heart a nation is broken

And the youth feel the pain, the youth feel the pain

The youth will rise against

Too late for words to turn back the hands of time

Yet deeds take place of sorrow and change its course in line

Dressed in robes of honor, blindly gaining our trust

Soon his robes will be stained with tyranny, with tyranny

With tyranny and blood

Princess of the dawn...

John Anster Fitzgerald: Death of the Fairy Queen

There's rain on the mountain 

A white frost on the moors 

It's an epoch of eternity 

Waters touch the holy shore 

It's a land of mystery 

The world of unseen eyes 

You can feel the shadow of a princess 

She waits for you inside 

The guardians of God play the pawns 

Beg for mercy - hail the queen 

Princess of the Dawn 

In the war of the dragons 

Young blood ran it's course 

They fell to his blade 

The knight Iron Horse 

A forgotten priest 

Disappearing in the haze 

A chamber of vestal virgins 

Twilight is her slave 

The Wizard of Oz moved the pawns 

Life for satan - dust to dust 

Princess of the Dawn 

On the day of the testament 

The seventh moon was raging fire 

Heaven cried for the sacrifice 

The midnight sun was rising higher 

The Beauty and the Beast 

Lies in her royal crypt 

Her kiss is bitter sweet 

Death upon her lips 

The Holy Grail held the pawns 

Kings and bishops bow to grace 

Princess of the Dawn 

The guardians of God play the pawns 

Beg for mercy - hail the queen 

Princess of the Dawn 

A new day dawns for heaven and earth 

A first sunbeam is killing the night 

Once upon a time for ever more 

The gloom with the spirit of that Lady in White 

Princess - Princess - Princess of the Dawn 

False Messiah

Albrecht Dürer: The Revelation of St John, 12. The Sea Monster and the Beast with the Lamb's Horn

Was it written in the book that all would come

To bring PEACE and JOY to the land

Speaking in tongues that all would know

The day of judgement had begun

Follow me said the stranger

I'm the shepherd oh can't you see ?

This kingdom is yours. Eternity awaits

But first you must come to me

Oh beware

You can never tell

Oh beware

Of the false messiah's return

In the final days three lights will shine

In the east and then be gone

And the lamb and the beast will join the host

As the day becomes the night

The dead will rise, the blind will see

And the lame will walk again

(Jack Starr - False Messiah)

(Jag Panzer- False Messiah)

Free to live

Dante Gabriel Rossetti: Lilith (detail)

I'm leaving tomorrow to try to catch the wind

And no one will wonder who I am again

Don't question why

Of all the things I do

When I come back, will you be my friend?

Yes and I know

You can't live forever

But I've got to be on my way

I can't take you with me

But I will return again someday

I'll walk by your window

And I'll wonder where you've gone

When you have left for yours

And I've come back for you

That's when I'll know if I've done you wrong

Angel on the streets

Sidney Harold Meteyard: Eros (love in idleness)

(Al Bano - Angelo di Strada)

The peasant poet

Sir Edward John Poynter: The golden age

(John Clare - The Peasant Poet)

He loved the brook's soft sound,

The swallow swimming by.

He loved the daisy-covered ground,

The cloud-bedappled sky.

To him the dismal storm appeared

The very voice of God;

And when the evening rack was reared

Stood Moses with his rod.

And everything his eyes surveyed,

The insects in the brake,

Were creatures God Almighty made,

He loved them for His sake--

A silent man in life's affairs,

A thinker from a boy,

A peasant in his daily cares,

A poet in his joy.

(Franz von Suppé - Poet and Peasant)

Free me...

Evelyn De Morgan: The Love Potion

Free me

Free me

Why don't you free me

Free me from your spell

Come on and free me

Why don't you free me

Come on and free me

Free me from your spell.

Why should I worry that you might not love

you're not

The only love that I've ever had.

Your sweet memory will always comfort me

So why should I be feeling sad

As far as I can tell

You knew so well

I was always at the end of the line

I've loved you as much

As any man can

But not enough to make you mine

So long easy rider

I know I'll miss you for a while

But sooner or later

I know that I'll forget you

And I tell your baby

Free me

Come on and free me

. . .

We let a good love die.

We let it pass us by

Through you tried to keep me hanging on

But with all this doubt

It'll never work out

So tomorrow I'll be travelling on

And saying so long easy rider

I know I'll miss you for a while

But sooner or later

I know that I'll forget you

Free me

oh yeah

Come on and free me

Why don't you free me

Free me from your spell

Oh yeah

Come on and free me

Why don't you free me

Free me from your spell

Free me

Oh bab' come on and free me

Free me . . .

(Uriah Heep - Free me)

Running Free!

Pulled Him At The Bottle Top 

Whiskey Dancing Disco Hop 

And All The Boys Are After Me 

And That's The Way It's Gonna Be 

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm running Free 

I'm Running Free Yeah, I'm running Free

Devil's Dinner

Lucifer

(George Gordon Byron - Lucifer's monologue from the play "Cain")

A superior?! Superior?!

No! By heaven, which he

Holds, and the abyss, and the immensity

Of worlds and life, which I hold with him—No!

I have a Victor—true; but no superior.

Homage he has from all—but none from me:

I battle it against him, as I battled

In highest Heaven—through all Eternity,

And the unfathomable gulfs of Hades,

And the interminable realms of space,

And the infinity of endless ages,

All, all, will I dispute! And world by world,

And star by star, and universe by universe,

Shall tremble in the balance, till the great

Conflict shall cease, if ever it shall cease,

Which it ne'er shall, till he or I be quenched!

And what can quench our immortality,

Or mutual and irrevocable hate?

He as a conqueror will call the conquered

Evil, but what will be the Good he gives?

Were I the victor, his works would be deemed

The only evil ones. And you, ye new

And scare-born mortals, what have been his gifts

To you already, in your little world?

But few; and some of those but bitter.

Back with me, then, to thine earth, and try the rest

Of his celestial boons to you and yours.

Evil and Good are things in their own essence,

And not made good or evil by the Giver;

But if he gives you good—so call him; if

Evil springs from him, do not name it mine,

Till ye know better its true fount; and judge

Not by words, though of Spirits, but the fruits

Of your existence, such as it must be.

One good gift has the fatal apple given—

Your reason: — let it not be overswayed

By tyrannous threats to force you into faith

'Gainst all external sense and inward feeling:

Think and endure, — and form an inner world

In your own bosom — where the outward fails;

So shall you nearer be the spiritual

Nature, and war triumphant with your own.

(Lake of Tears - Devil's Dinner)

DarkTown - SinCity

Escape to nowhere

Lord Frederic Leighton: Dante in Exile

Standing on a dark horizon

I can feel the flames inside

Like the dawn it's drawing near

I can feel it drawing near

It's drawing near -

I hear the call of winds of war

How it rushes by

Like the words in songs of wisdom

Don't you know that I feel the pain

I feel the pain

I feel the pain

And as I stand on stage tonight

And try to see beyond these lights

If I ventured, If I dared

Would I find anybody there

For all my gods have gone insane

They see no evil, feel no pain

And all the hurts I have inside

Are beyond their foolish pride

I never followed never led

And when they cut, I never bled

I never gambled, never lost

But only now I feel the cost

Of blaming ghosts to watch

Into reflections of myself

Or am I doomed to walk these graves

Or can the future still be saved

We're all alone

We're all alone

We're all alone

The Enchantress

Frank Cadogan Cowper: The Damsel of the Lake, Called Nimue the Enchantress

Hold out in my heart her sweet image

the only instance in her kind

i have lost myself, looking in her eyes

lady scolopendra wastes me away

let her fly where she wants to go

never mind to her flitting flight

never consider her, never implicate her

lady scolopendra forget

lady scolopendra rules over us

with her trifle and whiteness

she blinds and empties us, she fills us of her

she reduce us as crumbs

lady scolopendra is around you

never rule over her or let her crush you

let her live and you can survive, bind to her flight

and you will fling headlong

let her go away, and she'll come back again

press her to you and she'll go away

order songs and poems

for her undefiled pureness

but never think to have rought her

never think to be the winner king

let her fly where she wants to go

never mind to her flitting flight

never consider her, never implicate her

lady scolopendra forget

(Etrusgrave - Lady Scolopendra)

At The First Touch Of Winter

Valentine Cameron Prinsep: At The First Touch Of Winter, Summer Fades Away

O thou whose face hath felt the Winter’s wind,

Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,

And the black elm tops ‘mong the freezing stars!

To thee the spring will be a harvest time.

O thou whose only book has been the light

Of supreme darkness, which thou feddest on

Night after night, when Phœbus was away!

To thee the spring shall be a triple morn.

O fret not after knowledge. I have none,

And yet my song comes native with the warmth.

O fret not after knowledge! I have none.

And yet the evening listens. He who saddens

At thought of idleness cannot be idle,

And he’s awake who thinks himself asleep.

(The Winter’s Wind – John Keats)