Webb, Matthew Filmography

• In the Belly of the Whale (2013)
• I Died a Long Time Ago (2012)
• HottieBoombaLottie (2008)
• Money or Mission (2006)

Webb, Matthew Filmography

• Goddess (2013)
• Mad Max: Fury Road (2013)
• The Great Gatsby (2013)
• Not Suitable for Children (2012)

Webb, Matthew Filmography

• Weathered (2009)
• Weathered (2009)

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Alms - Mythopoeia
• Oldmen Of Desert - Mythopoeia
• Laviah - Mythopoeia
• King's Entering Into A Temple - Mythopoeia
• The Red Mercurius In The Oaken Wood - Mythopoeia
• The End Of Way To The Golden Oak - Mythopoeia
• Flames EO (Behind The Mysterious Peaks) - Mythopoeia
• Demons In The Cosmic Law Of The Changes - Mythopoeia
• Crossing By Dragon - Mythopoeia
• Body Of Forest In The Mirror Of Desert - Mythopoeia
• Aphrodisiakum Of Hermaphrodit (Blue Egypt) - Mythopoeia
• My Journey To The Stars - Mythopoeia
• Inflammation Of Inner Fire - Mythopoeia
• Soothsayer - Mythopoeia
• Saba R (Wise Runes) - Mythopoeia
• Templars Bring Art Of Fire From Orient - Mythopoeia
• In A River-Bed - Mythopoeia
• Dawn Of Sunflower (Egypt Arrivals) - Mythopoeia

Ice in your eyes, flame in my heart...alms of our loneliness! Forgotten!
If you have, have a soul...mistaken soul
You donit cover a grief...hateful grief
Above my invisible dream...most beautiful dream
A curtain turns up...over the heads of sillers
unselfish respect...and opera begins
A conductor raises the baton...psalm of fate was completed
prudent delusion...from veil of experience
Elicting sensual strike...penetrating sound
false note...settlement with death
death!
If you donit recognize mind...outspoken mind
You donit see the truth...mendacious truth
Above my solitary scream...blind scream
The black clouds, darkness of heart, lighning from clean sky
Desperate alms, mirrors of the past, part from symbolic trust
The eternal fame, suffering of innocence, voluntary departure from life
The moment of succes...on the edge of my loyalty
infinite applause...flowers fall on platform
The last bow...neverending symphony of silence
if you feel the touch...unrealy touch
You donit know emptiness...immortal emptiness
over my merciless inhumanity...dauntless inhumanity
My hate...My trust...My spirit of the God
My pain...My grief...My lies of your horror
My dream...My soul...My shadow on the wall
My anger...My pleasure...My lock on your treasure

Ravens are circling in middle of head
Stones of desert are crushing a solitude
Old stem is oscillating in distance
Blowing traces is derecting at a place
Blowing wind is changing face of the days
White river rests in silence
Stones belong to tumulus of tommorows
Hiding place of meditation is dilating the swell
Visions of wise ones are drowning tears
Falling dew in the hairs of oldmen
Reminders of life are circling in middle
Light of fires on the way of hearing
Touches are streaming from the interior of cavities
Gods is opening brow of dawn
Roar is dying down in the echo of horns
Palms are puting together by desire of flaming

I am not and I will be not pure and even so I am calling You
Laviah, how mighty is your song
Give a sound to my thoughts
Laviah, how mighty is your song
How saints go, how black ones go, You understand to the black sacrament
Laviah, how mighty is your song
You are almighty in music and poetry
and so I have not to praise God
I hate him and You will be to hate in that moment with me
Laviah...Laviah...Laviah...
So mighty is my calling to You
Laviah...
I always will be to invoke your name
and music is my...

King's entering into a temple of vibrations
Fire of passion puts together bodies
Ancient power will lights up heart
One word is a spring of the fusion
King's entring into a temple of flowers
He's looking on circling feelings in bodies
Serpent's wings are rising up
Grooved sculpture invocates mixing
King's entering into a temple of light
Burning peaks will come into flowers in waves
Golden rain is taking to the height
Sheding arrows are flooding spaces
King's walking out from a temple knowledge
Words veiled into the truth
Stream of silence is whirling into changes
Shores of trance dance into joy

Look at the roots of the old hollow oak as they are changing into dung
The light reviving sounds in the body
Heaven's shape of Orion, his flaming
Conceit walksin the golden rays of Sun
Cheerful are beings from the cross
Flaming sigh the body miracle
A Great dipper takes up its wings
Open spells escapes there
Circling stones melt in vibrations
Look at the roots of the old hollow oak as they are changing into dung
Look at green leaves that are changing into golden ones when both
snakes bit into tails
Raise your head and you'll see the child is flying with golden wings

Rude jiskry vzletaji z knihy chveni, rozzaruji poznani
Sevelici ticho myslenek davne moudrosti
Vzdalene dmuti horicich kraju
Chvile prolnuti roztira zastrene, zastrene tiche svitani
Trny zivota ochrani promeny krouzicich havranu pouste
List zlata prorazi zed...

Face of born is flaying down to depths
Spiral feeds fire of sun
Gods float by oceans of worlds
Nakedness of staining is palting the heavenly
Hard touches by words of rebellion
Circles are hold into cosmic vibrations
Brown past scatters the flames
Bosom of earth receives combined passions
Myths are circling in a curve of light
White flowers were beat by animalness of doms
Fruits of spirit of grace drifts
Lightly filler, space of flame EO

Abysses of traditions are deceiving today
The divine wheelwork is dawning freedom
Ornate bodies by burning fire
Wild changes of circling phantoms
Colour lights are longing for a man
Spoilness is founding, is loosing emblem
Demons in the cosmic law of the changes
Reojicing of lights is fear from darkness
Mane of flight is blooming in the hope
Hammer is swilling under the brow of quite
Touches are presing fury of elements

Crossing of shadow, knowledge of lost ones
Spring of gripping is crushing the journey
Key of poisons in the stones of curse
Claw is twirling peak of action in the future
Boiling of symbol will flood inflammation
Skin of dragons spat by honeycomb
Red worm tangles the lights of tempting
Soalr temple in darkness of bones
Scattering is swallowing the false sway
Rods are flying in the glare of gullet
Tongue waves bodies of the cross
Lame recoil is flying up to cringe
Tiredness of ways is dissolving the prison
Abloom heads are fusing kneading of rotteness
Horror of hammer is torturing the holiness
Starhall is fleeting through the labyrinth

Volant attire in the tops of breeding places
Raven's bill in the hollow of roots
Feathers of young ones lost in thorn
Look hears entrails of body
Rotten carcass in hungry pool
Damp ground entices males
Seeds are dancing from the top of stem
Breath of sun is sucked up by nostrils
Ron poloh tahu ruky hatasdu
Chamlat sobci v dune reky
V poli vardan znaky neleti
Pachorud zarazi, naluba nori

Oom posmon oom - en oe uru ni
- neuech omun chom
- haach nomeech om
- hee noeum vrch hee
Driping blue wash off the suffer
lovely are shields of basess love
finger roars by flares up of thought word
distant luck from desire of floating pains
Oom posmon oom
Oom posmon oom
Flower of pleasure of huming bodies of freedom
shores of infammable landscapepicture of pointworld
key of angel wings of lightly blue
secret pregnancy by cosmic breath
Touching of eternal driping silence

This is my journey to the stars
On a hill I stand
In the gate to the sky,
To the golden Sun, to the silver Moon.
On angelic wings with time I fly.
On a hill I stand,
this is my journey to the stars.
Among the stars I fly.
Constellation of the deads is red.
I dream in the space of cosmic nymphs.
On a hill I stand,
This is my mystic journey to the stars.

Fire!
Spark in my hands in spirals is giving birth to fire
Warmth of time is flying through the space is shattering cold wall
In the sign of fiery man, coil of Sun is rushing sky
Mighty power of flame EO invokes the dragon to fly
Fire of power, fire of passion, fire of wisdom, fire of body

My saviour, keeper of my wishes
the burning candle drips blood
in every part of body is thorn of destiny
Lifeless is easy life in circle
Tell, what do you see behind the shadow of mirror
maybe, what is my power of stones
Tell, my carnage, my enemy, my mayhem
Ways of past are crying under the weight of wings
magic ball is full of water with colour of steel
Staff with traits of my face with - a grining smile
Disclosing of mask can - ritual
Digger with hood is coming pagan fear - over dish of vine
Smell of virility, smell of feminity - womb is put together - You Soothsayer

[Instrumental]

Traces of camel hoofs
Turban, bent sword and sand
Glory, honour and wisdom
Commercial way leads to west
Traces of horse hoofs
Helmet, straight sword and cross
Glory, honour and victory
War way leads to east
Crossed swords, templar forts
Blood on sand, broken standarts
Erratic knights are confused in hearts
On wings of vultures (their) suffering is circling
Bloody harness and pain of wounds
Joyful feeling from shout of seagulls
Fire in hearts on dromonds of freedom
Hearty arm of Old continent
White field and red cross
Silver moon is dancing in fire
Pain of wounds is changing into wisdom
In arm of Old continent

Oldman and oldwoman, Moon and Sun
Rainbow arms of falling stars and leaves
Ancient dust is washed off from Queen
Sunset over shadow of my eyes
Dark indiansummer with many hue of black
It's twilight
It's twilight
Dish of the defeating, how forunate chance,
Depositing and muddy, far river-bed
Of sighing details - eternaly transfering
Belt of grain of reproachness is cutted
Dirty poverty of celtic existence
Frontiers of poison are signport of zodiac
Slack by wandering on mountainridge
For precious coral...
Stitch of warrior is commited by wet shrub
Noble is swamp of difficulties and shame
Puls is impossible ant to limp by spear
Eighteenth tabu is matter and nature
Oldman and oldwoman, Moon and Sun
Rainbow arms of falling stars and leaves
Sunset over shadow of my eyes
Dark indiansummer...itis twilight
Serr siabhar ritu
Oen dunam mathir
Ord siabhar tromi

Pekelna vasen neprojde zrcadlem
Ohen, Ohen, Ohen
Mysteries of hiding-places, brisk sacramnet
Deep knowledge, presence of myths
Vapours of redolent cloudlets from vessel are divesting
Swallowing stream is dissolwing the flow
Plundering stop is sifting the corn of life
Knowledge disclaimed sight of cosmic rainbow
Without waterside is solitude of fruit of sight
Lost thoughts of open emptinesses
For love are cutted off the eye-lids of Gods
Fruits of elements feel their beat
Pebbels of colours repose on bottom of streams
Watching gate is dawning to men
Tender mystery, to give birth and die into rose
Cross of world eat sacrifices of the strokes
Runner will wound his soles on notions
Cramps of inbornations fly away through the spiral and back
Flowers are symbol of the following
Tajemno skrytych mist posvatnosti,
Hluboka moudrost zvecnelych mytu,
Pro lasku jsou uriznuta vicka Bohum
a kvety jsou symbolem pristiho.
Nezne tajemstvi dava zrozeni a smrt v ruzi,
Pekelna vasen neprojde zrcadlem...