: I cross the green mountain I sit by the stream Heaven blazing in my head I, I dreamt a monstrous dream Something came up Out of the sea Swept through
: On the first of May, it is moving day, Spring is here, so blow your job, Throw your job away! Now's the time to trust, To your wanderlust, In the city
: Red Bellows of flame have blackened my stones Convulsing my frame and cracking my bones. Hell's dragons of steel who roar in their chains Crawl into