Fantomas Loosely Of Amoebas Lyrics

Loosely Of Amoebas Lyrics

Crave...the sound of ocean roaring

The moisture during nightime warmth 



Crave...though rather ill-disposedly

To be the director of your
dreamplays

To cause awkward ecstatic awakenings

By his side, under
the ghost of me 



Into the waves still rising higher

The
mermaid home, wish I'd be taken there 



Like the amoeba spawns

Filling poor Rockford's cave

My brains swell sorely

When exposed
to the vicinity 



The conciousness sears me

Through the
necessary

Inhaling sin, sketching the moves 



Crave...the
sound of ocean roaring

It was all tears mixed with sea

I'm purified
by crystal showers and now

Salt tastes too mildy on my tongue 



Crave...though rather ill-disposedly

To wake the sea-nymph that
remains unseen

Causing awkward ecstatic awakenings

By his side,
under the ghost of me