| Song | Not Because the Fox Barks |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Aleph At Hallucinatory Mountain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ruth and Naomi at rest | |
| In the people of their people | |
| The desert is awake | |
| Flicks its pale moon eyes | |
| Cows and crows roam | |
| And consume dead branches | |
| The Lord is on the hooves | |
| His vastness blinds the tombs | |
| And Aleph broods | |
| Creating starlings with brightness | |
| And breathing planets and clouds | |
| This is Terminal Eden | |
| Killer of dreams | |
| Of hopes | |
| Of galaxies | |
| Here the Gnostic Fox sets up his throne and stall | |
| Docetic or just mimetic? | |
| Dying or running from the ⲥⲧⲁⲩⲣⲟⲥ? | |
| Or just dissolving like smiles? | |
| Back to the Vast Aleph? | |
| Or off at the drop to Amen Ra? | |
| I am Aleph | |
| I am Adam | |
| The fish stream home | |
| And uphill the sentries wait with ferocious spears | |
| Practising thrusts on clouds | |
| Clown with camels and jade | |
| Sugar coy in the mist | |
| Perfumes sour in her birth | |
| But shining in shadows | |
| Friend to histories | |
| The Moon is with Aleph | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| The Sun is with Adam | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| Cain is with Aleph and Adam and I | |
| Sneaking between my legs | |
| Murderer | |
| Sliding into my thoughts | |
| Murderer | |
| In between the sheets | |
| Dreaming and waiting for seeds | |
| Dreaming of rehabilitation or redemption | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you post my name? | |
| Can you claim my name? | |
| I am nameless I am Aleph | |
| Adamantine | |
| And I am Adam | |
| Pre-existent | |
| Ashamed | |
| And Murderer | |
| The old man | |
| Window in the room | |
| Cracks open the face | |
| He was given | |
| Warface grasps burn | |
| In ⲁⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲉ | |
| All of them ϣⲁ ⲉⲛⲉϩ | |
| Conquered hooks | |
| Not because the fox barks | |
| I heard of your wisdom | |
| Not because man barks | |
| Not because man howls | |
| Not because Aleph stopped | |
| Trains and sapphires | |
| Clear as rain and Adam | |
| Not because falls | |
| Not as the fox barks | |
| The legend was a he at sea | |
| Christ arose in glory | |
| A rose in glory | |
| Christ is the Rose | |
| And Murdered smiled and cried | |
| Alone through the window | |
| The cripple and the corn |
| Ruth and Naomi at rest | |
| In the people of their people | |
| The desert is awake | |
| Flicks its pale moon eyes | |
| Cows and crows roam | |
| And consume dead branches | |
| The Lord is on the hooves | |
| His vastness blinds the tombs | |
| And Aleph broods | |
| Creating starlings with brightness | |
| And breathing planets and clouds | |
| This is Terminal Eden | |
| Killer of dreams | |
| Of hopes | |
| Of galaxies | |
| Here the Gnostic Fox sets up his throne and stall | |
| Docetic or just mimetic? | |
| Dying or running from the ? | |
| Or just dissolving like smiles? | |
| Back to the Vast Aleph? | |
| Or off at the drop to Amen Ra? | |
| I am Aleph | |
| I am Adam | |
| The fish stream home | |
| And uphill the sentries wait with ferocious spears | |
| Practising thrusts on clouds | |
| Clown with camels and jade | |
| Sugar coy in the mist | |
| Perfumes sour in her birth | |
| But shining in shadows | |
| Friend to histories | |
| The Moon is with Aleph | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| The Sun is with Adam | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| Cain is with Aleph and Adam and I | |
| Sneaking between my legs | |
| Murderer | |
| Sliding into my thoughts | |
| Murderer | |
| In between the sheets | |
| Dreaming and waiting for seeds | |
| Dreaming of rehabilitation or redemption | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you post my name? | |
| Can you claim my name? | |
| I am nameless I am Aleph | |
| Adamantine | |
| And I am Adam | |
| Preexistent | |
| Ashamed | |
| And Murderer | |
| The old man | |
| Window in the room | |
| Cracks open the face | |
| He was given | |
| Warface grasps burn | |
| In | |
| All of them | |
| Conquered hooks | |
| Not because the fox barks | |
| I heard of your wisdom | |
| Not because man barks | |
| Not because man howls | |
| Not because Aleph stopped | |
| Trains and sapphires | |
| Clear as rain and Adam | |
| Not because falls | |
| Not as the fox barks | |
| The legend was a he at sea | |
| Christ arose in glory | |
| A rose in glory | |
| Christ is the Rose | |
| And Murdered smiled and cried | |
| Alone through the window | |
| The cripple and the corn |
| Ruth and Naomi at rest | |
| In the people of their people | |
| The desert is awake | |
| Flicks its pale moon eyes | |
| Cows and crows roam | |
| And consume dead branches | |
| The Lord is on the hooves | |
| His vastness blinds the tombs | |
| And Aleph broods | |
| Creating starlings with brightness | |
| And breathing planets and clouds | |
| This is Terminal Eden | |
| Killer of dreams | |
| Of hopes | |
| Of galaxies | |
| Here the Gnostic Fox sets up his throne and stall | |
| Docetic or just mimetic? | |
| Dying or running from the ? | |
| Or just dissolving like smiles? | |
| Back to the Vast Aleph? | |
| Or off at the drop to Amen Ra? | |
| I am Aleph | |
| I am Adam | |
| The fish stream home | |
| And uphill the sentries wait with ferocious spears | |
| Practising thrusts on clouds | |
| Clown with camels and jade | |
| Sugar coy in the mist | |
| Perfumes sour in her birth | |
| But shining in shadows | |
| Friend to histories | |
| The Moon is with Aleph | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| The Sun is with Adam | |
| Tucked under his shoulder | |
| Cain is with Aleph and Adam and I | |
| Sneaking between my legs | |
| Murderer | |
| Sliding into my thoughts | |
| Murderer | |
| In between the sheets | |
| Dreaming and waiting for seeds | |
| Dreaming of rehabilitation or redemption | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you hear my name? | |
| Can you post my name? | |
| Can you claim my name? | |
| I am nameless I am Aleph | |
| Adamantine | |
| And I am Adam | |
| Preexistent | |
| Ashamed | |
| And Murderer | |
| The old man | |
| Window in the room | |
| Cracks open the face | |
| He was given | |
| Warface grasps burn | |
| In | |
| All of them | |
| Conquered hooks | |
| Not because the fox barks | |
| I heard of your wisdom | |
| Not because man barks | |
| Not because man howls | |
| Not because Aleph stopped | |
| Trains and sapphires | |
| Clear as rain and Adam | |
| Not because falls | |
| Not as the fox barks | |
| The legend was a he at sea | |
| Christ arose in glory | |
| A rose in glory | |
| Christ is the Rose | |
| And Murdered smiled and cried | |
| Alone through the window | |
| The cripple and the corn |