«Metaphor can change the world.» –RIMBAUD

Η ομοιότητα σε κάνει να σκέφτεσαι, η μεταφορά σε κάνει να νιώθεις.

Ancient wise satyr, sing your ode to my cock.

Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery

How to aquire death in the morning show
TV death which the child absorbs
Deathwell mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life

Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child’s praye in the night

Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock

Caress it’s lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words Power Trance

this stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects
to create the boat
which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
than now
and real?

I pressed her thigh and death smiled

Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance

Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock’s spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and will get me well
If you believe it

All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tounge of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence

..and everyone.

παλιά βιντεοκασέτα.
η γιορτή της σαύρας.
και ο βασιλιάς της.

ακούγοντας τη σονάτα της καταστροφής..

το άσυλο με τους γήινους.
τα δάκρυα.
το τυφλό βλέμμα στον ήλιο.
η φωνή του πατέρα για ύπνο.

το βιβλίο κλείνει.
η λάμπα σβήνει.

και η τελευταία συγχορδία που λυτρώνει.

He threw his arms around the horse’s neck
and kissed him everywhere
i love my horse

a crowd gathered
his landlord appeared and took Friedrich back up to his room on the second floor
where he began to play the piano madly and sing madly like


«ooooooh…..i’m crucified
and inspected
and resurrected

and if you don’t believe that i’ll give you my latest philanthropic sonata!»

and the landlord’s family was amazed
so they sent for his friend Overbeck and he got there in three days by coach
and they took Friedrich to the asylum
and his mother joined him
and for the next fifteen years
they cried and cried and laughed and looked at the sun
..and everyone.

take me on your flight.

Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
In the summer sky
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
gently pass on by
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
am i going to die
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
take me on your flight

prefer a feast of friends to the giant family.

με μουσική υπόκρουση από erik satie.

.an american prayer.