[Jennings/Jehan & Dorrian] Whhoooaaa! Your face, the furnace of my soul The endless lies that we told Clear blue waters in which we bathed The yesterdays
[Jehan/Dorrian/Bianco] Adorned daggers, ruby hilted swords, unfailing crucifixes, striking mortal cords, huge violent serpents in volumes rolled, all
[Jennings/Dorrian] Fountain of youth, lifespirit flows into a well of truths, of cold and dim repose. I craved to be as high as the pillowy clouds,
[Jehan & Dorrian] Cold sin and fire, burning wrath and anger, this crippled splendour of lust so dire yeah! Insane visions of beauty, groanings so empty
[Jennings/Dorrian] Wishing that the sun would shine, flesh wasting dreams inside. In this prison burning light, which fades on the outside. I only
[Jennings/Dorrian & Bianco] Here, gibbering alone...oh the earth and heavens, they so tire me, tomorrow's dreams encased in a velvet sanctuary. The
[Jennings/Dorrian] Sliding down a mountain, as dusk passes to day. The antidote of elation, now lifeless masses wake. Jaws of suxiety open, the luring
& Bianco] [Rowntree's Ad Lid into LSD.] [Here are four different versions of the lyrics of 'Phantasmagoria' that were] [send by fellow Cathedral nuts
[Jennings]
[Jennings/Dorrian] Lack-lustre vacuum magnetises the land, scopeless material in ruthless demand, concrete spectacle superficially grand, divine animation
