[00:25.990] |
Turning and turning |
[00:30.230] |
Within the widening gyre |
[00:34.740] |
The falcon cannot hear the falconer |
[00:41.810] |
Things fall apart |
[00:47.350] |
The center cannot hold |
[00:51.260] |
And a blood dimmed tide |
[00:54.760] |
Is loosed upon the world |
[01:01.320] |
Nothing is sacred |
[01:06.740] |
The ceremony sinks |
[01:11.070] |
Innocence is drowned |
[01:14.270] |
In anarchy |
[01:17.890] |
The best lack conviction |
[01:23.320] |
Given some time to think |
[01:27.280] |
And the worst are full of passion |
[01:29.970] |
Without mercy |
[01:35.780] |
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[01:37.310] |
Surely some revelation is at hand |
[01:42.680] |
Surely it's the second coming |
[01:44.620] |
And the wrath has finally taken form |
[01:48.220] |
For what is this rough beast |
[01:51.000] |
Its hour come at last |
[01:56.520] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[02:02.850] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[02:08.420] |
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Hoping and hoping |
[02:35.450] |
As if by my weak faith |
[02:39.710] |
The spirit of this world |
[02:42.460] |
Would heal and rise |
[02:46.840] |
Vast are the shadows |
[02:52.240] |
That straddle and strafe |
[02:56.280] |
And struggle in the darkness |
[02:59.630] |
Troubling my eyes |
[03:03.730] |
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Shaped like a lion |
[03:11.680] |
It has the head of a man |
[03:15.690] |
With a gaze as blank |
[03:18.640] |
And pitiless as the sun |
[03:22.720] |
And it's moving its slow thighs |
[03:28.340] |
Across the desert sands |
[03:32.350] |
Through dark indignant |
[03:35.910] |
Reeling falcons |
[03:39.950] |
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[03:42.270] |
Surely some revelation is at hand |
[03:47.860] |
Surely it's the second coming |
[03:51.620] |
And the wrath has finally taken form |
[03:53.280] |
For what is this rough beast |
[03:55.890] |
Its hour come at last |
[04:01.550] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[04:07.100] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[04:12.390] |
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Raging and raging |
[04:40.640] |
It rises from the deep |
[04:44.770] |
Opening its eyes |
[04:47.810] |
After twenty centuries |
[04:51.820] |
Vexed to a nightmare |
[04:57.410] |
Out of a stony sleep |
[05:01.050] |
By a rocking cradle |
[05:03.840] |
By the Sea of Galilee |
[05:11.190] |
Surely some revelation is at hand |
[05:16.840] |
Surely it's the second coming |
[05:18.710] |
And the wrath has finally taken form |
[05:21.880] |
For what is this rough beast |
[05:26.420] |
Its hour come at last |
[05:30.480] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[05:38.040] |
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born |
[05:52.980] |
To be born |
[06:01.900] |
Shaped like a lion |
[06:13.000] |
Shaped like a lion |
[06:23.900] |
Shaped like a lion |
[06:34.980] |
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