Dead Can Dance - Youth
All Calculations Set To One Side; A Visitation Of Memories And A Seance Of Rhythms The Inevitable Descent From Heaven, And The World To Mind. Invades My House, My Head, Past Planted Fields And Streches Of Woods A Wretched Theatrical Woman, Somewhere In The World, A Horse Leaps Forward On Suburban Turf, Misty With Carbonic Plague. Desperadoes Lie Dreaming Of Storm, And Of Wounds And Debauch. Sighs After An Improbable Indulgence. Stifling Their Curses. Along Small Streams The Little Children Sit, Let Us Turn Once More To Our Studies, To The Noise Of Insatiable Movement That Forms And Ferments In The Masses.
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