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The inspiration behind this site is a mixture of two songs. One of them is called "Desert Rose" by Sting, the other is "Fiction (Dreams In Digital)" by Orgy. Through their lyrcis I was struck with the idea for Moonrise, though the title came much later. I have been in love with these two songs for a long time now, but never did their lyrics reach me until now.















"Desert Rose"
-Sting


I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realise that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall
"Fiction (Dreams In Digital)"
-Orgy


She's lost in coma where it's beautiful
Intoxicated from the deep sleep... deep sleep
Do you wonder what it's like
living in a permanent imagination
Sleeping to escape reality,
but you like it like that

Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
'cause it's better than nothing
Now that control is gone
it seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital

And your pixel army can't save you now
My finger's on the kill switch
I remember I used to compose your dreams;
control your dreams...
And don't be afraid to expose yourself
before I shut you down
You made some changes
since the virus caught you sleeping

Guilty by design, she's nothing more than fiction
She dreams in digital
'cause it's better than nothing
Now that control is gone
it seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital

'cause it's better than nothing
Now that control is gone
it seems unreal
She's dreaming in digital

Guilty by design...
Now that control is gone, it seems unreal
She dreams in digital





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