Invocation of Almost Lyrics
| Song | Invocation of Almost |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Aleph At Hallucinatory Mountain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Almost in the beginning was the murderer | |
| And I fell faceless into the world | |
| Unaware the moon had changed its face | |
| Hallucinatory Mountain arose Atlantine | |
| Constellations warped | |
| Shed wings | |
| Anointing tyranny of stars | |
| I arose as Aleph, the Speller, the Killer | |
| In my mind fractal texts | |
| Broken grammars | |
| Droning like honey | |
| Sweeter than | |
| Ziggurat, ⲁⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲉ | |
| The voice or squeal or fear of Thunder | |
| The thrushfaced Seven | |
| Stars masking the reeds | |
| In the middle of Aleph | |
| As a coiled comet, the meteor | |
| Murderer | |
| My head was red as moons | |
| Bubbling with threats | |
| Doubled like the Trinity I shed | |
| Under the river with the dog and the child | |
| I speak speech and build the Wall again | |
| And close off the storehouse | |
| I dreamt nail veils on the Ka’aba | |
| Dragging the Khabs | |
| Build towers of voices screaming | |
| Astaroth dr eamed vials of sap | |
| I had one gold volume and whispered | |
| “Can I go back to your Satanic flat?” | |
| Killed spiders cold and ford black becks | |
| Cheeks as red as pomegranates | |
| Astaroth blushing curtseying | |
| Smiling | |
| “Kiss the bride” | |
| Or | |
| “Time is the Crime” | |
| Or | |
| “I am true to you as the bluebirdbloodface | |
| Full of grace and lice and moss and confusion” | |
| Tiny voices like thumbs | |
| Arise from Aleph as I was/am/shall be | |
| On the Hallucinatory Mountain | |
| Full of troubles and colours | |
| And the sound of the sand | |
| The perpetual Virgin of Evidence | |
| Sly ghosts hover like gold | |
| And pricks hunger for cats imagined | |
| Burning as sadly as the sun | |
| So where do I start unreal? | |
| I was stripped by time | |
| Part of time | |
| In its flow, its fields | |
| Its mirrors, masks | |
| Strut around me | |
| But bending me too | |
| Did it take me with it? | |
| Was I floating above it? | |
| Through it? | |
| I was an oracle for nothing at all | |
| Not even the birds breaking faces to my past | |
| Back in the form of the Mountain | |
| I envisaged the women | |
| Open to me as | |
| 93 | |
| Thelemic | |
| 93 | |
| flowers | |
| The folds splay crazily and shining | |
| Their fast unfurling sunbeams | |
| Forcing bright smudges in my past | |
| But in my mind July or gorgon | |
| The flowers shut | |
| Spring snap sharp and lock | |
| The door and gate and vial and fountain | |
| The fields of rape were barley or wheat | |
| Barely beds for the Killer waiting | |
| Giddy with spores | |
| I planted my past | |
| In all who approached | |
| And prayed for Babron | |
| Lined phrases/boxes | |
| Hymned the breeze |
| Almost in the beginning was the murderer | |
| And I fell faceless into the world | |
| Unaware the moon had changed its face | |
| Hallucinatory Mountain arose Atlantine | |
| Constellations warped | |
| Shed wings | |
| Anointing tyranny of stars | |
| I arose as Aleph, the Speller, the Killer | |
| In my mind fractal texts | |
| Broken grammars | |
| Droning like honey | |
| Sweeter than | |
| Ziggurat, | |
| The voice or squeal or fear of Thunder | |
| The thrushfaced Seven | |
| Stars masking the reeds | |
| In the middle of Aleph | |
| As a coiled comet, the meteor | |
| Murderer | |
| My head was red as moons | |
| Bubbling with threats | |
| Doubled like the Trinity I shed | |
| Under the river with the dog and the child | |
| I speak speech and build the Wall again | |
| And close off the storehouse | |
| I dreamt nail veils on the Ka' aba | |
| Dragging the Khabs | |
| Build towers of voices screaming | |
| Astaroth dr eamed vials of sap | |
| I had one gold volume and whispered | |
| " Can I go back to your Satanic flat?" | |
| Killed spiders cold and ford black becks | |
| Cheeks as red as pomegranates | |
| Astaroth blushing curtseying | |
| Smiling | |
| " Kiss the bride" | |
| Or | |
| " Time is the Crime" | |
| Or | |
| " I am true to you as the bluebirdbloodface | |
| Full of grace and lice and moss and confusion" | |
| Tiny voices like thumbs | |
| Arise from Aleph as I was am shall be | |
| On the Hallucinatory Mountain | |
| Full of troubles and colours | |
| And the sound of the sand | |
| The perpetual Virgin of Evidence | |
| Sly ghosts hover like gold | |
| And pricks hunger for cats imagined | |
| Burning as sadly as the sun | |
| So where do I start unreal? | |
| I was stripped by time | |
| Part of time | |
| In its flow, its fields | |
| Its mirrors, masks | |
| Strut around me | |
| But bending me too | |
| Did it take me with it? | |
| Was I floating above it? | |
| Through it? | |
| I was an oracle for nothing at all | |
| Not even the birds breaking faces to my past | |
| Back in the form of the Mountain | |
| I envisaged the women | |
| Open to me as | |
| 93 | |
| Thelemic | |
| 93 | |
| flowers | |
| The folds splay crazily and shining | |
| Their fast unfurling sunbeams | |
| Forcing bright smudges in my past | |
| But in my mind July or gorgon | |
| The flowers shut | |
| Spring snap sharp and lock | |
| The door and gate and vial and fountain | |
| The fields of rape were barley or wheat | |
| Barely beds for the Killer waiting | |
| Giddy with spores | |
| I planted my past | |
| In all who approached | |
| And prayed for Babron | |
| Lined phrases boxes | |
| Hymned the breeze |
| Almost in the beginning was the murderer | |
| And I fell faceless into the world | |
| Unaware the moon had changed its face | |
| Hallucinatory Mountain arose Atlantine | |
| Constellations warped | |
| Shed wings | |
| Anointing tyranny of stars | |
| I arose as Aleph, the Speller, the Killer | |
| In my mind fractal texts | |
| Broken grammars | |
| Droning like honey | |
| Sweeter than | |
| Ziggurat, | |
| The voice or squeal or fear of Thunder | |
| The thrushfaced Seven | |
| Stars masking the reeds | |
| In the middle of Aleph | |
| As a coiled comet, the meteor | |
| Murderer | |
| My head was red as moons | |
| Bubbling with threats | |
| Doubled like the Trinity I shed | |
| Under the river with the dog and the child | |
| I speak speech and build the Wall again | |
| And close off the storehouse | |
| I dreamt nail veils on the Ka' aba | |
| Dragging the Khabs | |
| Build towers of voices screaming | |
| Astaroth dr eamed vials of sap | |
| I had one gold volume and whispered | |
| " Can I go back to your Satanic flat?" | |
| Killed spiders cold and ford black becks | |
| Cheeks as red as pomegranates | |
| Astaroth blushing curtseying | |
| Smiling | |
| " Kiss the bride" | |
| Or | |
| " Time is the Crime" | |
| Or | |
| " I am true to you as the bluebirdbloodface | |
| Full of grace and lice and moss and confusion" | |
| Tiny voices like thumbs | |
| Arise from Aleph as I was am shall be | |
| On the Hallucinatory Mountain | |
| Full of troubles and colours | |
| And the sound of the sand | |
| The perpetual Virgin of Evidence | |
| Sly ghosts hover like gold | |
| And pricks hunger for cats imagined | |
| Burning as sadly as the sun | |
| So where do I start unreal? | |
| I was stripped by time | |
| Part of time | |
| In its flow, its fields | |
| Its mirrors, masks | |
| Strut around me | |
| But bending me too | |
| Did it take me with it? | |
| Was I floating above it? | |
| Through it? | |
| I was an oracle for nothing at all | |
| Not even the birds breaking faces to my past | |
| Back in the form of the Mountain | |
| I envisaged the women | |
| Open to me as | |
| 93 | |
| Thelemic | |
| 93 | |
| flowers | |
| The folds splay crazily and shining | |
| Their fast unfurling sunbeams | |
| Forcing bright smudges in my past | |
| But in my mind July or gorgon | |
| The flowers shut | |
| Spring snap sharp and lock | |
| The door and gate and vial and fountain | |
| The fields of rape were barley or wheat | |
| Barely beds for the Killer waiting | |
| Giddy with spores | |
| I planted my past | |
| In all who approached | |
| And prayed for Babron | |
| Lined phrases boxes | |
| Hymned the breeze |
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