Asbestos eyes and death breathe mist
The midgets gazed and hissers hissed...

Moisten the mud and unearth the crystals
Shiny, jagged yet old and fake...

The absinthe greens and brilliant whites
Fight bitterly day by day...

The wristwatch has a one-way ticket
To a land of sparkles and sunshine...

The satellites of the world are barred and still
The grasses are hushed sound is nil...

The evening shadows pulling faces
Jealousy breeds its subtle tactics...

About my mum and dad's divorce.
She wasn't bad, always listened...

Scarlet eyes tell lies and passion
Shown in your disgraceful fashion...

We entice enormous leeches in our cries for a hand
I reach into the translucency...

The evil is growing, enlarging and bulging
With the blood of creamed roses and blooms...

Fireflies and pretty dragons hover
Over my lake of stagnant dreams...

Here are the souvenirs of my life
My fight, my journey my death kissed strife...