Merely this sobbing cupcake immersed in a lukewarm au lait dream Extra over privileged pseudo imp soy dish of deceits drank per diem So making beta whip creams taking their opinions from mainstream Growing the flaccid vine requiring a nightlight rather than sunbeams
Warring armies made to fight neither side nor persuasion That peoples remain divided by their social organizations As the internationalist conflict special market movements Single press is made to spin on two frauds of inducement,
By utilizing front populaire to suppress private commoner Rotten social climber values do then emblazon in dominer Determined mind's common mysteries covering the tricks Here unholy feeding poison to abide hunger of the cliques,
Now down to the wire sloganeers, hence ignorant totality Knowing not history of...
A faraway noble decan by the endless constellation Liminal floras speak upon one anointed flame bird In lotus, this serpent to not die till dusk's libation Whirling stem symbol of an obscure spinal word,
So transcended falls their cerebral instrumental Only the Edenic solar school make petals reveal Sunburst shows saga gates of each rose temple Aster motion within this Homeric nature to heal,
Here north angle of the exalted heavens wreath Up the archetypal ladder with three rungs hewn Otherworlds to reflect a corsage...
The darker suit in the thought closet Lately found broader street down a way These past night realizations of morning day Amidst such forgotten rhymes, no one will belay Ever toward making modified waterfalling dreams We smother within defense of these adverse schemes
Each false door we take into the subconscious escape
So amid scenes of letters round rare diacritical marks Blowing out lamps while sudden wonder near dark Sauce for the goose though no geese to in part Thus morning day to realize past night dark One narrow road...
One sensuous reflecting itself into our material magique - Both consuming the upper thought wave telepathique - Seductive number of our unconsciousness debonair - To raise our white serpent on the stave imaginaire - Gives a new name being sun moon nom de guerre - Our lovely prime quaking amorous twirl romantique - All our elements to have opposing quixotic rhapsodie - Here lyrical plane points across our horizon magnifique