Sublime dreams and Chocolate creams
Plundered plight, Mescalin streams
Plumy corpses, Nipped buds
Locked gates and Looney floods
They are all snaking up the Voyeurian route
Towards my stringently fading root
Labyrinth of mirrors, Reflections of terror
The tragedy of lust and The comedy of errors
Highways of compromise and Potholes of ego
The Horns of Dilemma and the NEVER MIND LET GO
They are all snaking up the Voyeurian route
Towards my stringently fading root
Feel me... Touch me...
Peel me... Kill me