Great Lyrics Thread

[Swamp7hing]

Anyone stumble across some great lyrics in songs recently? I just purchased Passenger's discography (A Indie British Pop/Rock/Acoustic band with a really unique sound) and every lyric in that entire album is fantastic. One in particular stood out, from the song 'Things You'd Never Done':

You were so proud with your head up in the white clouds
She’d call you so loud but you’d never know
Now that you’re wiser you’d never compromise her
Every day you’d realise her
But this bird has flown

And you’ve blown out all your candles one by one
And you curse yourself for things you never done

She would wait for you
idolise adore you
love and reassure you you couldn’t let it be
you let it linger
slip on through your fingers
so that september she moved across the sea

Sad, and incredible writing. Great story in this song.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9kU_phJ7RG4

Anyone have any lyrics/songs to share?

[Charlo]

Bal-Sagoth, a symphonic metal band from the UK, truly writes some great fantasy lyrics.  As clunky as they might seem while reading them, they're actually fit into the song quite nicely.

Excerpt from "Summoning The Guardians Of The Astral Gate" (the full lyrics are a bit long, plus there is a lot of stuff included with the lyrics that isn't actually sung):

It is written in the ancient legends... that high amidst the moon-swathed peaks of the great Mountain of Shadows, hides the aeon-weary threshold of the Astral Gate... the portal from our world, to beyond...

Keepers of the cosmic threshold, my ascent has been fraught with terror, deathsteeped, storm-hammered.

O' Guardians of the Astral Gate, the spheres blaze at last in trine... I hold the Key!

The incantation of Xuk'ul is known to me, the Orb of Summoning earned with bloodshed!

Ka-kur-ra, I summon thee,
Zul'tekh Azor Vol-thoth.
Mighty Xuk'ul arise,
Kur'oc Gul-Kor, come forth.

I hold aloft the pulsing orb, astral spheres, empower the mystic key.
Ring of elder stones entwined in prophecy, the Rite of Invocation enthralls thine power.
Replete from drinking deep of darkness, black shapes dancing 'twixt the stones,
Lucent beams lancing forth from the gleaming, cepheid stars, a creeping mist ensorcells my tongue...
A great stillness binds the moon-cloaked mountaintop in glooming shackles...