Black Blacker Than Black

There is a pipe That's hanging from the sun The origin of storms And where the winds come from We're curled upon a catafalque of stone In mortal dread before the depths unknown Of blacker than black Black blacker than black Black blacker than black And we will leave behind Our feeble mortal mind For all the things on high It's deaf and numb and blind And silently they'll come The daughters of the sun In chariots of gold Their veils slowly unfold And in the mansions of the night Sisters of sleep they do abide Where mercurial is fixed And fixed is mercurial In the dark beyond the day We too are stars upon our way Shining out of the black depths Where we must play There is a piper At the gates of dawn Where horses of the sun Plunge into oblivion Of ivory, of horn The wise have said Astrea, Scorpio The Fountainhead Of blacker than black Black blacker than black Black blacker than black And silently he plays The piper at the gates The sphinx with the syrinx The hiss of the abyss The hiss of serpent's kiss The bliss of the abyss A hiss of kisses' bliss A piss in the abyss And in the mansions of the night Sisters of sleep they do abide Where mercurial is fixed And fixed is mercurial In the dark beyond the day We too are stars upon our way Shining out of the black depths Where we must play And in the mansions of the night Sisters of sleep they do abide Where mercurial is fixed And fixed is mercurial In the dark beyond the day We too are stars upon our way Shining out of the black depths Where we must play Black black Black blacker than Black black Black blacker than Black black Black blacker than Black black Black blacker than