A: Prince Rupert Awakes Farewell the temple master´s bells His kiosk and his black worm seed Courtship solely of his word With Eden guaranteed.
For now Prince Rupert´s tears of glass Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed Scar the sacred tablet of wax On which the Lizards feed.
Wake your reason´s hollow vote Wear your blizzard season coat Burn a bridge and burn a boat Stake a Lizard by the throat.
Go Polonius or kneel The reapers name their harvest dawn All your tarnished devil´s spoons Will rust beneath our corn. Now bears Prince Rupert´s garden roam Across his rain tree shaded lawn Lizard bones become the clay- And there a Swan is born
Wake your reasons´ hollow vote Wear your blizzard season coat Burn a bridge and burn a boat Stake a Lizard by the throat.
Gone soon Piepowder´s moss-weed court Round which upholstered Lizards sold Visions to their leaden flock Of rainbows´ ends and gold. Now tales Prince Rupert´s peacock brings Of walls and trumpets thousand fold Prophets chained for burning masks And reels of dream unrolled . . .
B:Bolero - the Peacock´s Tale (Instrumental)
C:The Battle of Glass Tears Night enfolds her cloak of holes Around the river meadow. Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs Hides spokeless wheels in shadow. Sentries lean on thorn wood spears Blow on their hands, stare eastwards.
Burnt with dream and taut with fear Dawn´s misty shawl upon them. Three hills apart great armies stir Spit oat and curse as day breaks. Forming lines of horse and steel By even yards march forward.