Alien Area - Morrison's Curse Lyrics

A storm felt forlorn and a scorn was born
Then the naked lake faked a quiet quake
While a wired desire set the liar on fire
My shoes got the blues and the news aren't the truth
Those things on your wings put rings round my strings

I've been to hell from midnight till noon
It's a crowded club on the dark side of the moon
I can't stop to write down strange things in rhyme
Morrison's curse haunts me down all the time
The Doors were open then they got slammed shut
Now Morrison's curse is all that we've got

In gloomy rooms the dark doom blooms
And blood moon's noon will wake us soon

The dawn has come and must be used
The ancient rules have been confused
The kings and queens are not amused
The sacred halls will get abused

Now the ashes aren't glowing still a firestorm's growing
And without a cloud showing soon the skies will start snowing
Flakes will be falling down into my breakfast bowl
I might be dark minded but I'm not a bad luck owl

I've been to hell from midnight till noon
It's a crowded club on the dark side of the moon
I can't stop to write down strange things in rhyme
Morrison's curse haunts me down all the time
The Doors were open then they got slammed shut
Now Morrison's curse is all that we've got

I want to ride across the horizon
And set on fire the earth below
Fire shall burn the fertile land
Fire shall burn the mountains' snow

The last war will be fought between women and men
And I don't believe they are going to win
And I don't believe they are going to win

I've been to hell from midnight till noon
It's a crowded club on the dark side of the moon
I can't stop to write down strange things in rhyme
Morrison's curse haunts me down all the time
The Doors were open then they got slammed shut
Now Morrison's curse is all that we've got

My shoes got the blues and the news aren't the truth
Those things on your wings put rings round my strings
A storm felt forlorn and a scorn was born
Then the naked lake faked a quiet quake
While a wired desire set the liar on fire
Will you shine me a line confirming our decline?