Paint me in abstract now my audience Descendent of shit-faced euphoria The pleasures I've ploughed from the soils of pain I read aloud only to entertain The dregs and rinsings of my intellect Draw from the same water of those clouds of torment She rests on my brain like vapour on mountains Weighed down my nightmares – wit outrun power Lays down my life – an infant I am Unable to rise with wonder long dead
Come, join my phantoms of art Where what acts on the whole reacts to the parts Call upon darkness to dreams of the eye Descend into chasms I shape every night Live in a century – time and space swells A chorus adieu in the caves of my hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
