Fables

Preparations are well advanced

Velvet palls and sweet jasmine smell

For marriage of heaven and hell

Vipers shed at once the skin

Now wicked clasps forgive all sins

Wishing you joy with much regret

Like a cross round the devil's neck

Deadly hatred has fallen in love

The upper crust

Feed on trust

And lies to the last

To wear the crown

Of kings and clowns

And always tell new fables

Still life

A masquerade to appear

Worm eaten apple

Shining like a star

Beware of

The forked tongued lambs

Guardian angels

Dig your grave by night

Enchanted by the gloss of silk

Trust build them a triumphal arch

While organ dirges their wedding march

For feathers dancing in the wind

Apparence is like a dazzling ring

But as you know roses soon fade

Even in fables ready made

Deadly hatred has fallen in love

The upper crust

Feed on trust

And lies to the last

To wear the crown

Of kings and clowns

And always tell new fables

Still life

A masquerade to appear

Worm eaten apple

Shining like a star

Beware of

The forked tongued lambs

Guardian angels

Dig your grave by night

And no wonder if the dumb will not be silent as the grave

None is so deaf as those that won't hear

All that glitter is not gold