Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom? Have you been born yet, and are you alive? Lets reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war? We need great golden copulations. The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being lead to slaughters by placid admirals and that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood? Do you know we are ruled by T.V.? The moon is a dry blood beast Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent herdsman who are just dying O great creator of being, grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine and dying We live, we die and death not ends it. Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passioned flower Cling to Cunts & cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbuss groin got filled with green death I touched her thigh and death smiled. We have assembled inside this ancient insane theatre To propagate our lust for life flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed The windows kept And only one of all the rest will dance & save us With the divine mockery of words. Music inflames temperament. When the true Kings murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 Magicians arise in the land Where are the feasts we are promised? Where is the wine, The new wine, dying on the vine?
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 22:57:56 +0000