Terra Mysterium presents: "In the Observarium" the music video

In the Observarium
A Terra Mysterium production
Lyrics - Keith Green
Music - Matthew Ellenwood (ASCAP)

Cast in Order of Appearance
Matthew Ellenwood
Keith Green
Sean Wilson
Song Marshall
Debra Miller
Jim Kollenbroich
Amy Christensen
Kat O'Connor
Special Guest Appearance -- Lana Lupescu as Sally Faire

Director-Matthew Ellenwood
Cinematographer and Editor - Daria Melnikova
Assistant Director - Jessica Whitington

Special Thanks to the following for their contributions:
Nick Scalise of Scalise Studios for recording and engineering the audio track;
Carol Holzner for allowing us to film in her amazing home;
Oleg Grobshteyn for his technical support and the use of historical firearms;
All the fans of Terra Mysterium for your continued support!

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Lyrics:

In the Observarium where the fragrant kill moss glows,

and wild whispy tanglers slither softly 'neath your toes,

Where Polynesia loudly cries and Tobermory prowls,

You'll find the haunted seeing stone, the ever watchful eye – 

The dark and subtle tool of fate,

Whose visions all do fascinate,

and eldritch power craves to sate

Your curiosity.

The wing chair softly beckons in the candle's flickering light,

While outside something quickens in the stillness of the night,

The eager glint of crimson eyes as something darksome growls,

Will send a shiver down your spine as you begin to scry – 

Your hands they rove across the glass,

And ghostly shadows of the past

Within your mind begin to cast

A fateful symmetry.

Chorus:

In the Observarium, you'll see the world anew

Here topsy-turvy rules the day, and everything's askew.

Your mind may well be overthrown by the visions that you see

And cast adrift forever more upon the sunless sea.

You'll see the doom of those who've gazed into the glass before –

The fateful cup of “tea” that laid Lord Plodger on the floor.

Not all his vaunted foresight saved him from that drink most foul;

a gift from his demimondaine for infidelity:

The Lady Grisly-Montague,

She murdered husbands one and two,

But sadly sipped the poison brew

And now with Plodger lies.

There is little Sally Faire, who so loved the crystal ball

That she would sit and stare for days and eat no food at all.

Until at length she passed away – the Goddess rest her soul – 

And haunts the Observarium for all eternity.

A creaking step upon the stair,

A child's whimper 'pon the air,

Is all that's left of Sally Faire,

Lest you have eyes to See.

Chorus: 

In the Observarium, you'll see the world anew

Here topsy-turvy rules the day, and everything's askew.

Your mind may well be overthrown by the visions that you see.

And cast adrift forever more upon the sunless sea.

But chimeras of the future are worse than horrors past

For the seeing stone misleads you and takes you down the path

to fantasy, delusion – the place where demons howl.

Its restless spirit gaily mocks at your credulity.

And you, poor sod, confused and lost,

Who failed to assess the cost,

Now on the winds of fate are tossed

By cruel perfidy.

Chorus:

In the Observarium, you'll see the world anew

Here topsy-turvy rules the day, and everything's askew.

Your mind may well be overthrown by the visions that you see.

And cast adrift forever more upon the sunless sea.

In the Observarium, the crystal watches you.

It plays upon your hopes and fears until your mind's askew.

You'll end like all the others, a sallow, haunted shade

And walk the Observarium until the end of days.