| Song | On Docetic Mountain |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Aleph At Hallucinatory Mountain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Adam eats and digs and Eve craves more truth | |
| Snakes and graves and serpent and monuments | |
| Of leaves and garden refuse | |
| Spilling out like tigers at | |
| Any chance of cloudburst | |
| Aleph throttled the New Age | |
| And the ponies and unicorns fell | |
| And the crystals and Celestine skullfall | |
| And the Bug Rides fell | |
| And Easy Prophet sells tales | |
| Of astral friendships in soaps and satans | |
| But Aleph is Adam | |
| Aleph and Adam stand on the Docetic Mountain | |
| And the women’s faces are full of stars and mischief | |
| Into the words of the book | |
| And the lips of the cup | |
| And the trumpet and seals | |
| And the candlesticks lighting | |
| The Murderers to bed | |
| And your bed with seas and flowers | |
| And the nylon lion on your rug | |
| Roaring like a supermarket | |
| On the rack on its back | |
| I call the martyrs as witness | |
| To this pisspoor mess | |
| And the belief falling flylike | |
| From the Mountains | |
| In curtains of eyes | |
| Sniffing like foxes at count | |
| Singing humming | |
| “Oh microwave oh Galaxy kill” | |
| They have misled themselves | |
| Cæsaring Christ | |
| And no back and no face | |
| Covered in useless snow | |
| Praise | |
| For Paise and Thekla | |
| Under low volcanoes | |
| Smothered by wheels | |
| Drowning in silica | |
| Your beheaded heads quoting Simeon or Jonah | |
| And the stars rain down sparkling cold and bloody | |
| I remember you and pray for you | |
| All of you who were/are/shall be | |
| Murdered by Cæsars | |
| As the nations gather and fade in | |
| The Poor House ate great dead Hound | |
| The centre: chisel of the Beast | |
| Guests at their own farewell feast | |
| Ashai came to me in a dream | |
| And in the real swirl | |
| The Scarlet Girl | |
| Delivers pornography by the Queen | |
| Onto my chest | |
| I said | |
| “I am Aleph I am Adam | |
| I am under attack since 8” | |
| I saw the bells and the jars | |
| And the pale drains | |
| Empty wine | |
| Useless in the Heathen Eden | |
| How great was the jungle | |
| Dogs clutch heads | |
| Catch and call far bulls | |
| Chattering like streams | |
| Whilst the stopwatch shuts | |
| And the moon hot-trot fox-trot the fade | |
| Trapping fogs for dreams | |
| Samaritan says: | |
| “Just One Word” | |
| Aleph says: | |
| “This is the bikini blast; the Easter Rabbit | |
| The all conquers in the smallest paper | |
| I saw the Ghost Train | |
| Fake orgasms for the cliffs | |
| Beached children from the so much | |
| So much I wanted you near the cats” | |
| The scrambled dust jitterbugs | |
| Taking stock of its life |
| Adam eats and digs and Eve craves more truth | |
| Snakes and graves and serpent and monuments | |
| Of leaves and garden refuse | |
| Spilling out like tigers at | |
| Any chance of cloudburst | |
| Aleph throttled the New Age | |
| And the ponies and unicorns fell | |
| And the crystals and Celestine skullfall | |
| And the Bug Rides fell | |
| And Easy Prophet sells tales | |
| Of astral friendships in soaps and satans | |
| But Aleph is Adam | |
| Aleph and Adam stand on the Docetic Mountain | |
| And the women' s faces are full of stars and mischief | |
| Into the words of the book | |
| And the lips of the cup | |
| And the trumpet and seals | |
| And the candlesticks lighting | |
| The Murderers to bed | |
| And your bed with seas and flowers | |
| And the nylon lion on your rug | |
| Roaring like a supermarket | |
| On the rack on its back | |
| I call the martyrs as witness | |
| To this pisspoor mess | |
| And the belief falling flylike | |
| From the Mountains | |
| In curtains of eyes | |
| Sniffing like foxes at count | |
| Singing humming | |
| " Oh microwave oh Galaxy kill" | |
| They have misled themselves | |
| C saring Christ | |
| And no back and no face | |
| Covered in useless snow | |
| Praise | |
| For Paise and Thekla | |
| Under low volcanoes | |
| Smothered by wheels | |
| Drowning in silica | |
| Your beheaded heads quoting Simeon or Jonah | |
| And the stars rain down sparkling cold and bloody | |
| I remember you and pray for you | |
| All of you who were are shall be | |
| Murdered by C sars | |
| As the nations gather and fade in | |
| The Poor House ate great dead Hound | |
| The centre: chisel of the Beast | |
| Guests at their own farewell feast | |
| Ashai came to me in a dream | |
| And in the real swirl | |
| The Scarlet Girl | |
| Delivers pornography by the Queen | |
| Onto my chest | |
| I said | |
| " I am Aleph I am Adam | |
| I am under attack since 8" | |
| I saw the bells and the jars | |
| And the pale drains | |
| Empty wine | |
| Useless in the Heathen Eden | |
| How great was the jungle | |
| Dogs clutch heads | |
| Catch and call far bulls | |
| Chattering like streams | |
| Whilst the stopwatch shuts | |
| And the moon hottrot foxtrot the fade | |
| Trapping fogs for dreams | |
| Samaritan says: | |
| " Just One Word" | |
| Aleph says: | |
| " This is the bikini blast the Easter Rabbit | |
| The all conquers in the smallest paper | |
| I saw the Ghost Train | |
| Fake orgasms for the cliffs | |
| Beached children from the so much | |
| So much I wanted you near the cats" | |
| The scrambled dust jitterbugs | |
| Taking stock of its life |
| Adam eats and digs and Eve craves more truth | |
| Snakes and graves and serpent and monuments | |
| Of leaves and garden refuse | |
| Spilling out like tigers at | |
| Any chance of cloudburst | |
| Aleph throttled the New Age | |
| And the ponies and unicorns fell | |
| And the crystals and Celestine skullfall | |
| And the Bug Rides fell | |
| And Easy Prophet sells tales | |
| Of astral friendships in soaps and satans | |
| But Aleph is Adam | |
| Aleph and Adam stand on the Docetic Mountain | |
| And the women' s faces are full of stars and mischief | |
| Into the words of the book | |
| And the lips of the cup | |
| And the trumpet and seals | |
| And the candlesticks lighting | |
| The Murderers to bed | |
| And your bed with seas and flowers | |
| And the nylon lion on your rug | |
| Roaring like a supermarket | |
| On the rack on its back | |
| I call the martyrs as witness | |
| To this pisspoor mess | |
| And the belief falling flylike | |
| From the Mountains | |
| In curtains of eyes | |
| Sniffing like foxes at count | |
| Singing humming | |
| " Oh microwave oh Galaxy kill" | |
| They have misled themselves | |
| C saring Christ | |
| And no back and no face | |
| Covered in useless snow | |
| Praise | |
| For Paise and Thekla | |
| Under low volcanoes | |
| Smothered by wheels | |
| Drowning in silica | |
| Your beheaded heads quoting Simeon or Jonah | |
| And the stars rain down sparkling cold and bloody | |
| I remember you and pray for you | |
| All of you who were are shall be | |
| Murdered by C sars | |
| As the nations gather and fade in | |
| The Poor House ate great dead Hound | |
| The centre: chisel of the Beast | |
| Guests at their own farewell feast | |
| Ashai came to me in a dream | |
| And in the real swirl | |
| The Scarlet Girl | |
| Delivers pornography by the Queen | |
| Onto my chest | |
| I said | |
| " I am Aleph I am Adam | |
| I am under attack since 8" | |
| I saw the bells and the jars | |
| And the pale drains | |
| Empty wine | |
| Useless in the Heathen Eden | |
| How great was the jungle | |
| Dogs clutch heads | |
| Catch and call far bulls | |
| Chattering like streams | |
| Whilst the stopwatch shuts | |
| And the moon hottrot foxtrot the fade | |
| Trapping fogs for dreams | |
| Samaritan says: | |
| " Just One Word" | |
| Aleph says: | |
| " This is the bikini blast the Easter Rabbit | |
| The all conquers in the smallest paper | |
| I saw the Ghost Train | |
| Fake orgasms for the cliffs | |
| Beached children from the so much | |
| So much I wanted you near the cats" | |
| The scrambled dust jitterbugs | |
| Taking stock of its life |