Текст песни Kayo Dot - Amaranth the Peddler

"A Thunderbolt in the northern Sky...
...And the roaring of a Lion..."

Swept up by the downy wings of angels
Made from a heaven-laden voice,
I float with all the weight of Ether -
It pilots an aerie merchant's ship
Across the phantasmagoric main.

Courses waged by hermits to lonesome starry shores
Bequeath their secret entryways;
Lighthouses watch fervently the horizons of the soul.

But Amaranth the Peddler waxes poetic to the Mnemosyne -
His unmasked eyes deliver lunacy;
It is a countless hour stealing
Further into landscapes seldom drawn,
Even in a demon's troubled head.

He sells his wares to Vampires
In bottles cork'd by Woe;
Dreams in liquid lift their eyes
To Morpheus enthroned
Upon a poppy field breathing
Slightly all alone.

Feathers from a lofty wish
Fall upon their own and fall
Wearily to Earth -
A stirring by the nightstand caused the
Lamp to lift its voice.

"Alack, a purloined dream
Again distills thy trembling eye!
What mystery remaineth ever so?

Amaranth, a curse doth write itself
Upon thy spectral frame,
A thousand lives, a thousand days
Disgraceth thus they name!"