This song was inspired by reading an article on Robert E. Howard where he discusses that the ideas for his fantasy stories where all inspired by reoccurring dreams wherein he was a Barbarian in a fantastical world. My deep affinitty for Howards work combined with a late-night watching of Brazil meant that I decided to combine that fact with my own (in the words of Sage Francis) 'complicated case of escapism' to make this song.
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Day One: 
The world grows black beneath my eyelids 
Then Arcadia shines below the drawbridge 
Rome burns outside my window 
While Athens thrives within my pillow 
Spread my wings; cast shadows over sandworms 
Separating each Glass Metropolis we've burned 
I'll be a crow over crowthorne 
While sharing bliss with the uninformed's 
Grounded view of unknowing automatons devotion 
I'm set adrift with glorious omnipotence 
In this land of perpetual December 
Snowfalls over idealistic textures 
There's a tree-house overlooking infinity 
There's a quiet bar where I drink with divinity 
I can be immortal or I can be the sole innovation 
I can leave to seek infinite heavens 
I Saw the light when darkness developed 
I can't remember if I perished  

Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 
Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 


King where the gods wandered well 
Outcast where the mortals dwell 
Day two 
I pace through my fantasies as a phantom 
I walk through fire for shadowed sanctum 
Now it's Nostalgia  
And I spell in with the N I stole from Necromancer 
Aesop's prove their virtue in fantasy 
And None Shall Pass through hollow realities 
I trade a stale road for an infested forest 
I am the king of this psychedelic fortress 
This prison outside time and space 
Where I built an idealic landscape 
Free from vultures with serpent movements 
Tory anarchism with a Tolkeinesc influence 
For as I labour over machinery 
Earth's medusa's slip inside the scenery 
Rage against this dying light 
Holding onto the underworld for dear life 


Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 
Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 

Day five 
The huts turn to palaces 
The village rivers bleed malice 
The palaces turn to skyscrapers 
The city becomes a danger 
My disciples grow makeshift personas 
Where they destroy my statues out of honour 
So fallen angels I ciphered with have unfurled 
Evil is let loose onto a sleeping world 
My tears form an ocean 
That drowns cardboard cities in commotion 
I awaken as every city crumbles 
And I'm again lost in this concrete jungle  
Overlooking fragmented concrete 
I am Celephais; the sun lays dead in the streets 
Last train to Metropolis 
Where magicians go to die 
Last train to the rocket-ship 
Which falls alongside the sky 

Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 
Is the astral world the deception? 
There's a forest with tree's over looking heaven 
Is the mechanical world the deception? 
There's a city with smog overshadowing heaven 

Dreams Of Cimmeria

https://jackmythos.bandcamp.com/album/science-fantasy

Dreams Of Cimmeria

Jack Mythos