gandalf’s fist – the waxwork downs lyrics
distorted faces, eyes of scorn
stooped, bent double in ancient form
now tempered by the toiling of our lives
a bygone gaze, a lifeless smile
neglected shrines now liquefied
a chronicle we wished that we could hide
in the ground
find a vision of our past in the waxwork downs
vapour lingers, clay blood boils
mannequin figures work and toil
a museum of a time we’ll never know
outstretched fingers, melting, spoiled
flesh hues tarnish rust and soil
slowly fading from a world they destroyed
yet we found
share a vision of our past in the waxwork downs
daren’t stray too far
something here unknown
nested where diseased amus+m+nts grow
the house of the clokkemaker!
her nocturnal eyes, keen and trained
her spyglass devices roam
just how far can she see?
just how much does she know?
share a vision of your past, past, past
in the waxwork downs
will the lamps burn bright tonight?
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