Girl Of My Dreams

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 borne yet & are you alive?

Let's 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

Fathers are cackling in trees of the forest

Our mother is dead in the sea

Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals

That fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood

Do you know we are ruled by TV?

The moon is a dry blood beast

Guerilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine

Amassing for warfare on innocent herdsmen who are just dying

Oh, great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives

The moths and 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 passion flower

Cling to cunts and cocks of despair

We got our final vision by clap

Columbus' groin got filled green death

I touched her thigh and death smiled

We have assembled inside this ancient in 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 to dance and save us the divine mockery of words

Music inflames temperament

When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 magicians arise in the land

Where are the feasts we were promised?

Where is the wine, the New Wine?

Dying on the vine