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Текст песни Blue Oyster Cult - Magna of Illusion

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Cornwall and the harborWhere witches went mad more than once andUntil this dayIn dreams at leastThe lighthouse at lost christabelSquat and hugely tiltsUpon the strand where grandads house was builtAnd having stood the test of timeThe starry gale the bloody tideGrandads house though gaped with hooksAnd filled with booksCould stand no more untilA certain prophecyOnce read - now stoodBefore the world fulfilledNow of these books in grandads keepSome of them were new but mostly they were oldAnd the oldest was a scrollA prophecy that readWhen the riddle beginsThe story will endAugust the first 1892And in the guise of destinyGrandad quit cornwall"im a captain of a shipMy ship is charmed, and called plutonia."Stories on land, storms at seatween 1892 and 93When grandad sailed for mexicoShips charmed and ordinarySailed the glidepath to the sunAnd when the sun proved falseAs it always doesSome of them would be lostAnd some would sail back homeIt was no starBut a magna of illusionI mean by thatThe mirror foundIn the chamber of jade grown like a seedDeep within the groundThe mirror foundBy one manSo on and off againHe sailed the europes rimOn and off, off and onUntil his time had comeThrough tears and smilesThe last domainThe rods of broken crystalOn and off, and off againUntil his time had comeLate to the story that had beenBut early to the riddle not yet begunAugust the first 1893The charmed ship plutoniaSailed like a ray into cornwallAnd none too soon it seemsThat night the captains granddaughterWould celebrate her birthday"ive come a long way," said the captain"from lost christabel this nightAccompanied by my dog familiarTo blast your rafters with my surprise!Granddaughter, its a foreign mirrorTaken from the jungle by crime!"Stories on land, storms at seatween 1892 and 93When grandad sailed for mexicoWhen tables collapseAnd floors have filledAnd the partys over, its all overSea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doomIve warped the stuff of groundWhat seems to be is notBehind closed eyesRealize your sightMine, granddaughter, proves a surpriseMore light than sunMore dark than night thenMore a snare than lust

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