Mekons

Lyrics to Sorcerer



He's a Sorcerer

before your eyes

cast a spell

out iof control



miraculous and magical

his world is also demonic

terrifying, swinging wildly

out of control



menacing, destroying

blindly as it moves

they repress both wonder

and dread at what they've made



he's a bourgois sorcerer

oooh!



inh a million factories

department stores and mills and banks

dark powers walk in broad daylight

social forces driven in dreadful directions

whole populkations conjured out of the ground



oooh! the abyss is so close to home



there's an angel standing here at the end of this song,

his eyes are starimng his mouth is open, his wings are

spread, his facve is turned toward the past. Sees what

was klearned. Where we perceive a chain of events he

sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage

up on wreckage hurling it in front of his feet. This

angel here would like to stay and awaken uip the dead

and make whole what has been smashed apart. But a storm

is blwong from paradise. The storm propels him in to

the future to which his back is turned while the pile

of debris before him grows skyward. The storm is what w

call progress.



oooh! the abyss is close to come