| Song | The Lady And The Dormant Sponge |
| Artist | Carnival in Coal |
| Album | Collection Prestige |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I can hear raging thunder | |
| And many other clichés | |
| I remember the bird's words | |
| Foreseeing nature's victory | |
| In the grandeur of its multitude | |
| Only but toys are we | |
| (this is meaningless) | |
| Wicked Wind! | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I hear the call of magic | |
| Riddles yelling to be solved | |
| The seven paths to Rahahaaz I must walk and forget my fear | |
| For the ones who make this journey will acquire wisdom (and probably an extra beer) | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn't the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer (will) be our king | |
| Took a nap before going | |
| Visions invaded my dreams | |
| Weird creatures flashing in my mind | |
| They appear, then they disappear | |
| What does that mean? | |
| A sheep with a ball gown | |
| Surrounded by pygmies (Note: Why pygmies?) | |
| A lady and a dormant sponge | |
| (which will surely make sense in a near future) | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| May God spare me the way | |
| Leading straight to the Grim Reaper | |
| Seven deadly sins, seven ways to win | |
| Seven holy paths and believe it or not | |
| I stepped in shit | |
| Off to a good start... | |
| Haaaaa! | |
| (Justifying what you've heard, | |
| Anger's knocking at my mind's door) | |
| I can't wait 'til bedtime | |
| Can't wait until bedtime! | |
| The road will be hard, the road will be long | |
| If you don't mind I'd rather postpone my quest | |
| For everything that's been happening so far | |
| It really doesn't make me feel at my best | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| The path to Rahahaaz I will walk and forget my fear | |
| But a week before or a week after, that is no great deal | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn't the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer (will) be our king | |
| But there's no hurry... | |
| To be continued... |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I can hear raging thunder | |
| And many other cliche s | |
| I remember the bird' s words | |
| Foreseeing nature' s victory | |
| In the grandeur of its multitude | |
| Only but toys are we | |
| this is meaningless | |
| Wicked Wind! | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I hear the call of magic | |
| Riddles yelling to be solved | |
| The seven paths to Rahahaaz I must walk and forget my fear | |
| For the ones who make this journey will acquire wisdom and probably an extra beer | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn' t the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer will be our king | |
| Took a nap before going | |
| Visions invaded my dreams | |
| Weird creatures flashing in my mind | |
| They appear, then they disappear | |
| What does that mean? | |
| A sheep with a ball gown | |
| Surrounded by pygmies Note: Why pygmies? | |
| A lady and a dormant sponge | |
| which will surely make sense in a near future | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| May God spare me the way | |
| Leading straight to the Grim Reaper | |
| Seven deadly sins, seven ways to win | |
| Seven holy paths and believe it or not | |
| I stepped in shit | |
| Off to a good start... | |
| Haaaaa! | |
| Justifying what you' ve heard, | |
| Anger' s knocking at my mind' s door | |
| I can' t wait ' til bedtime | |
| Can' t wait until bedtime! | |
| The road will be hard, the road will be long | |
| If you don' t mind I' d rather postpone my quest | |
| For everything that' s been happening so far | |
| It really doesn' t make me feel at my best | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| The path to Rahahaaz I will walk and forget my fear | |
| But a week before or a week after, that is no great deal | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn' t the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer will be our king | |
| But there' s no hurry... | |
| To be continued... |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I can hear raging thunder | |
| And many other cliché s | |
| I remember the bird' s words | |
| Foreseeing nature' s victory | |
| In the grandeur of its multitude | |
| Only but toys are we | |
| this is meaningless | |
| Wicked Wind! | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| I hear the call of magic | |
| Riddles yelling to be solved | |
| The seven paths to Rahahaaz I must walk and forget my fear | |
| For the ones who make this journey will acquire wisdom and probably an extra beer | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn' t the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer will be our king | |
| Took a nap before going | |
| Visions invaded my dreams | |
| Weird creatures flashing in my mind | |
| They appear, then they disappear | |
| What does that mean? | |
| A sheep with a ball gown | |
| Surrounded by pygmies Note: Why pygmies? | |
| A lady and a dormant sponge | |
| which will surely make sense in a near future | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| May God spare me the way | |
| Leading straight to the Grim Reaper | |
| Seven deadly sins, seven ways to win | |
| Seven holy paths and believe it or not | |
| I stepped in shit | |
| Off to a good start... | |
| Haaaaa! | |
| Justifying what you' ve heard, | |
| Anger' s knocking at my mind' s door | |
| I can' t wait ' til bedtime | |
| Can' t wait until bedtime! | |
| The road will be hard, the road will be long | |
| If you don' t mind I' d rather postpone my quest | |
| For everything that' s been happening so far | |
| It really doesn' t make me feel at my best | |
| In the middle of nowhere | |
| In the eye of the storm | |
| The path to Rahahaaz I will walk and forget my fear | |
| But a week before or a week after, that is no great deal | |
| Beyond the secrets one can find hides a decision divine | |
| But will you find the One who pulls the strings? | |
| It isn' t the Lord of The Rings, though it would make a brilliant rhyme | |
| The man who finds the answer will be our king | |
| But there' s no hurry... | |
| To be continued... |