On either side of them As they glided onwards The rich meadow-grass Seemed that morning Of a freshness and a greenness Unsurpassable Never had they noticed The roses so vivid The willow-herb so riotous The meadow-sweet So odorous and pervading In midmost of the stream A small island lay Fringed close with willow And silver birch Reserved, shy, yet full of significance It hid whatever it might hold Behind a veil Keeping it till the hour should come And with the hour Those who were called and chosen Slowly but with no doubt or hesitation And in solemn expectancy The two animals passed Through the broken water And moored their boat At the margin of the island In silence they landed and pushed Through the blossom and undergrowth Till they stood on a little lawn of Marvelous green This is the place of my song-dream The place the music played to me Whispered the Rat Here in this holy place Here if anywhere Surely we shall find him Then suddenly the Mole felt A great awe fall upon him An awe that turned his muscles to water An awe that bowed his head And rooted his feet to the ground An awe that smote and held him And, without seeing He knew that some august Presence Was very, very near He turned to his friend And saw the Rat at his side Cowed, stricken and trembling Perhaps he would never have Dared to raise his eyes But the call and the summons Seemed dominant and imperious He could not refuse Trembling he obeyed And raised his humble head And then In that utter clearness of imminent dawn He looked in the very eyes Of the Friend and Helper Saw the backward sweep Of the curved horns Gleaming in the growing daylight Saw the stern, hooked nose Between kindly eyes Saw the bearded mouth Broken into a half-smile at the corners Saw the rippling muscles on the arm That lay across the broad chest The long supple hand Still holding the pipes Just fallen from the parted lips Saw the splendid curves Of the shaggy limbs Disposed in majestic ease on the sward Saw, last of all The magnificent hooves All this he saw For one moment breathless and intense Vivid on the morning sky And still, as he looked, he lived And still, as he lived, he wondered Rat! He found breath to whisper Are you afraid? Afraid? Murmured the Rat His eyes shining with unutterable love Afraid! Of Him o, never And yet, Mole, I am afraid Then the two animals Crouching to the earth Bowed their heads and did worship Sudden and magnificent The sun's broad golden disc Showed itself over the horizon And the first rays Took the animals full in the eyes And dazzled them When they were able to look once more The Vision had vanished And the air was full of the song of birds That hailed the dawn

Go! Never again On your forcefed illusions to choke You feed off my pain Feed off my life There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Always the same My tired eyes have seen enough Of all of your lies My hate is blind There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Reap as we have sown Do it! Slaughter of the soul Suicidal final art Children - born of sin Tear your soul apart Never again My tired eyes have seen enough Of all of your lies My hate is blind There won't be another dawn We will reap as we have sown Reap as we have sown Slaughter of the soul Suicidal final art Children - born of sin Tear your soul apart

Tend to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside (Woah) While she wit' me I know another nigga got her mind (Woah woah woah) I ran some G and got a bag, But it ain't like it used to be (It ain't like it used to be) Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag (Bag) On my turf I'm the man, I just purr'd in your cat I took the pain and the ache when it came wit' it (Bang) Gave you a little taste of fame and you changed wit' it They told you not to fuck wit' me but you ain't listen (Yes) You used to fuck me all night and now You way different (Now you way different) I see you starin' off in space like your brain missin' I used to grip on your little waist while my chain glisten (Ooo) In the mirror making faces my little thing in you Come up and visit me in prison 'round the gang members (Gang) I love to show you off 'cause you somethin' serious (Uh) Who you be textin' all the time? I'm just curious Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag (Bag) On my turf I'm the man, I just purr'd in your cat Tends to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside (Woah) While she wit' me I know another nigga got her mind (Woah woah woah) I ran some G and got a bag, But it ain't like it used to be (It ain't like it used to be) And baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag (Bag) On my turf I'm the man, I just purr'd in your cat Your lil' pussy feel expensive 'cause my teeth diamonds Even ate ya on your rag, and I got pink diamonds I'm a vampire They be tellin' stories 'bout me 'round the campfire I love it when you stand in front of me and whine for me Used to feel all on your booty when we out in public Baby, tell me, what fuck they know 'bout our love? I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we power it up He must of told ya', he was 'bout to leave his wife for ya' And y'all can run off, he forever be on side of you Thinkin' that the grass is green, I know you tired of it Then he ran off wit' your money, nigga lied to you Tends to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside While she wit' me I know another nigga got her mind I ran some G and got a bag, But it ain't like it used to be (It ain't like it used to be) Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag (Bag) On my turf I'm the man, I just purr'd in your cat Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? I'm here, swaggin', pants saggin' and I'm powered up Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout how I love? Breadwinner fly, I'm a big driver and I'm powered up Sharin' moments, I never thought that you would turn on me I really wanted you, but all you really want is surgery Found out you still fuck with him, and bae, that hurted me You can't be lying, under oath, bae, that's perjury We hold at court, I'm convicting you of burglary You stole my heart then ran off, you'd like to murder me I swear when I heal off from this shit, bitch, I swear I'ma shit on you Return of the mack, bitch, I'm turnt on yo' ass Bought my new bird a bag, while I skrrt in the Jagg See I'm a giver, I got a big heart, and I like to love But most people are lovers of themselves Shit tends to hurt you when a person make you hurt inside While she wit' me I know another nigga got her mind I ran some G and got a bag, But it ain't like it used to be (It ain't like it used to be) Baby, tell me, what the fuck they know 'bout our love? I don't get tired, I hit the gas, then we powered up Return of the mack, bae I work for the bag (Bag) On my turf I'm the man, I just purr'd in your cat (Turn to yo' senses)

These chains that have choked existence, Have fallen away This veil that has blinded eyes has been lifted And now it is gone And like the ways of the sheep The flock has been to only receive Led to the gates of their enemy Led to the slaughter of their beliefs And now their gazing eyes have turned Turned to see us laughing These fools who have thought Us to be as they are, Have never truly seen Guided by limiting the ways that they think, They thought us blind and obscene But now the sheep are wailing Cries to a god they never see And as the gates are closing Down upon the all they have believed And now their pleading eyes have turned Turned to see the eyes of the laughing The ties have bound these fools To the ways of the blind, Is ignorant bliss Lies that were fed to the slumbering mass They've grazed upon it And all that awaits men failing to see, Is the sight they've despised The gates have opened, Your religion has died

When the moon on a cloud cast night Shine above the tree top's height You sang me of some distant past That made my heart beat strong and fast Now I know I'm home at last You offered me an eagle's wing That to the sun I might soar and sing And if I heard the owl's cry Into the forest I would fly In its darkness find you by So, our love's not a simple thing Nor our truths unwavering Like the moon's pull on the tide Our fingers touch our hearts collide I'll be a moon's breath from your side I'll be a moon's breath from your side I'll be a moon's breath from your side

I wish I was in Carrighfergus Only for nights in Ballygrant I would swim over the deepest ocean Only for nights in Ballygrant But the sea is wide, and I can't get over And neither have I wings to fly Or if I could find me a handsome boatsman To ferry me over to my love and die Now in Kilkenny, it is reported They've marble stones there, as black as ink With gold and silver, I would transport her But I'll sing no more now, 'til I get a drink I'm drunk today, but then I'm seldom sober A handsome rover from town to town Oh-oh, but I am sick now, my days are over Come all you young lads, and lay me down I wish I was in Carrighfergus Only for nights in Ballygran

This glancing life is like a morning star A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea A gentle breeze or lightning in a storm A dancing dream of all eternity The sand was shimmering in the morning light And dancing off the dunes so far away The night held music so sweet, so long And there we lay until the break of day We woke that morning at the onward call Our camels bridled up, our howdahs full The sun was rising in the eastern sky Just as we set out to the desert's cry Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you The tents grew smaller as we rode away On earth that tells of many passing days The months of peace and all the years of war The lives of love and all the lives of fears Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you We crossed the river beds all etched in stone And up the mighty mountains ever known Beyond the valleys in the searing heat Until we reached the caravanserai Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you What is this life that pulls me far away? What is that home where we cannot reside? What is that quest that pulls me onward? My heart is full when you are by my side Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you

White are the far-off plains And white the fading forests grow The wind dies out amongst the tides And denser still the snow A gathering weight on roof and tree Falls down scarce audibly The meadows and far-sheeted streams Lie still without a sound Like some soft minister of dreams The snowfall hoods me around In wood and water, earth and air A silence is everywhere Save when at lonely spells Some farmer's sleigh is urged on With rustling runner and sharp bells Swings by me and is gone Or from the empty waste I hear A sound remote and clear The barking of a dog To cattle, is sharply pued Borne, echoing from some wayside stall Or barnyard far afield Then all is silent and the snow Falls settling soft and slow The evening deepens and the grey Folds closer Earth to sky The world seems shrouded, so far away Its noises sleep, and I As secret as yon buried stream Plod dumbly on and dream And dream And dream I dream And I dream