| Song | Customs Of Tasseomancy (Quoth The Sky, Nevermore) Act I |
| Artist | Absu |
| Album | The Third Storm Of Cythraul |
| Two spheres are calling me to the "grounds" where | |
| I use to plead. | |
| Madeleine, my animated sister, you're dim like the candle in my dreams. | |
| You are the | |
| Succubus of twilight and eventide. (The gypsy that deludes me with copulation) | |
| [1st Verse] | So, let me form the contours of your trance and lament with the virga that cries from a cloud. |
| Ginger trees exhibit eyeless shades of trust. | |
| Sapphire flickers of light divorce the leaves from an | |
| Oak. Kali | |
| Ma! Kali Ma! | |
| You incise me with claw and nail. | |
| You hold the rings of | |
| Siva. You hold the shapes of melted wax. [Chorus] | |
| Praise this disrespectful light for crashing down. | |
| Tasseomancy! | |
| Time frames shall warp you through the frames of time. | |
| Tasseomancy! [Repeat 1st Verse & Chorus] [Bridge] | |
| Ta gaoth lugha lamhfhada ag eiteall anocht san aer! | |
| Magdalens, | |
| Tu non lou dises pas de bon cor! | |
| If the process of the incantations were done incorrectly, then sketches of the moon whined with the melted ice (...oh, so slowly.) [D‚nouement Of Spell] | |
| Two spheres are calling me to the "grounds" where | |
| I use to plead. | |
| Madeleine, my animated sister, you are dim like the candle in my dreams. | |
| You are the | |
| Succubus of twilight and eventide. (The gypsy that deludes me with copulation) | |
| So, let me form the contours of your trance and lament with the virga that cries from a cloud. [MI LUIL/JULY, 1992] |
| Two spheres are calling me to the " grounds" where | |
| I use to plead. | |
| Madeleine, my animated sister, you' re dim like the candle in my dreams. | |
| You are the | |
| Succubus of twilight and eventide. The gypsy that deludes me with copulation | |
| [1st Verse] | So, let me form the contours of your trance and lament with the virga that cries from a cloud. |
| Ginger trees exhibit eyeless shades of trust. | |
| Sapphire flickers of light divorce the leaves from an | |
| Oak. Kali | |
| Ma! Kali Ma! | |
| You incise me with claw and nail. | |
| You hold the rings of | |
| Siva. You hold the shapes of melted wax. Chorus | |
| Praise this disrespectful light for crashing down. | |
| Tasseomancy! | |
| Time frames shall warp you through the frames of time. | |
| Tasseomancy! Repeat 1st Verse Chorus Bridge | |
| Ta gaoth lugha lamhfhada ag eiteall anocht san aer! | |
| Magdalens, | |
| Tu non lou dises pas de bon cor! | |
| If the process of the incantations were done incorrectly, then sketches of the moon whined with the melted ice ... oh, so slowly. D nouement Of Spell | |
| Two spheres are calling me to the " grounds" where | |
| I use to plead. | |
| Madeleine, my animated sister, you are dim like the candle in my dreams. | |
| You are the | |
| Succubus of twilight and eventide. The gypsy that deludes me with copulation | |
| So, let me form the contours of your trance and lament with the virga that cries from a cloud. MI LUIL JULY, 1992 |