"A consistently good band works all the different elements well. A song has to appeal sentimentally, intellectually, physically, viscerally, and dig deep down into your soul and suck you into it. And after that, of course, it'd be a matter of taste." ~ Kim Thayil from Soundgarden
I also like the cover Paradise Lost did of this song,
Fair Rosanna your vagrancy's a familiar tale.
Fraught with danger, the lives you led were judged profane.
Hatred enfolds us, inculcates our minds with it's heresy.
Laymen enfold us, clemency arise to set you free.
Fate, although Xavier has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of men to cure them of their ways.
These were the sins of Xavier's past, hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
Deep in the heart where the mysteries emerge
Eve bears the stigma of original sin.
Freedom's so hard, when we are all bound by laws
etched in the scheme of natures own hand, unseen by all those who fail
in their pursuit of fate.
Although Xavier has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of men to cure them of their ways.
And as the night turns into day will the sun illuminate your way,
or will your nightmares come home to stay.
Xavier's love lies in chains.
These were the sins of Xavier's past,
hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
"A consistently good band works all the different elements well. A song has to appeal sentimentally, intellectually, physically, viscerally, and dig deep down into your soul and suck you into it. And after that, of course, it'd be a matter of taste." ~ Kim Thayil from Soundgarden
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Probably one of my favorite bands ever...
Mojo
Fair Rosanna your vagrancy's a familiar tale.
Fraught with danger, the lives you led were judged profane.
Hatred enfolds us, inculcates our minds with it's heresy.
Laymen enfold us, clemency arise to set you free.
Fate, although Xavier has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of men to cure them of their ways.
These were the sins of Xavier's past, hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
Deep in the heart where the mysteries emerge
Eve bears the stigma of original sin.
Freedom's so hard, when we are all bound by laws
etched in the scheme of natures own hand, unseen by all those who fail
in their pursuit of fate.
Although Xavier has prayed that life giving waters may rain
down on the souls of men to cure them of their ways.
And as the night turns into day will the sun illuminate your way,
or will your nightmares come home to stay.
Xavier's love lies in chains.
These were the sins of Xavier's past,
hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
Mojo