Gog Magog (In Bromine Chambers)

Lyrics

["Gog"] [Verse 1] Some... Some call me SATAN, others have me GOD Some name me NEMO... I am unborn Some speak of me in anagrams Some grieve upon my wrath... The ones who give me service, I grant my scorn My words are 'Too late', 'Never', 'Impossible', and 'Gone'; My home is in the sunset and the dawn My Name is locked in silence Sometimes it's whispered out of spite All gates are locked All doors are barred and bolted There is no place for flight Will you not come to me And love me for one more night? [Verse 2] Some see me shining, others have me dull; Gun-metal and cut diamond - I am ALL Some swear they see me weeping in the poppy-fields of France... In the tumbling of the dice see them fall! Some laugh and see me laughing down the corridors of power: Some see my sign on Caesar and his pal My face is robed in darkness Sometimes you glimpse me in the shade All friends have gone All calls are weak and wasted There is no more to say Will you not crawl to me And love me for one more day? [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] Some wish me empty, others will me full Some crave of me infinity - I am NONE Some look for me in symbols Some trace my line in stars Some count my ways in numbers: Well, I am No One Some chronicle my movements, my colours and my clothes Some trace the work in progress Well, it is done It is done! It is done! My soul is cast in crystal Yet unrevealed beneath the knife All wells are dry, all bread is masked in fungus And now disease is rife Will you not run from this And love me for one more life? My soul is cast in crystal Yet unrevealed beneath the knife All wells are dry, all bread is masked in fungus And now disease is rife Will you not run from this And love me for one more life? Will you not run from this And love me for one more life? Will you not run from this And love me for one more life? [Instrumental Break] ["Magog (In Bromine Chambers)"] [Intro] In Bromine Chambers [Verse 4] In Bromine Chambers There can be no mercy No bitter flagellation for your sins; No forgiveness and no sackcloth Can cease the dance Of ashes on the wind [Verse 5] Too late now for a wish To change all wishing; Too late to change, to breathe, to grow Too late to smother out the tell-tale footprints Which mark your passage through the greying snow