Letras
But meanwhile there was a ghost in my life
When the pomegranate blues descended
Heard voices of planets following satellites in death's purple paws
Mix the drains by golden dragon fever
Sharper to a lord of dust
In the battlefields of pre-crescent rain
The putti rejoice
And Julian is unhorsed
As speared and smeared in the desert
First and last just in dust
As smashed as Athina
As dead as Serapis misted in Babylon
The slaughter arose as stars
Stars dragged blood and souls up, up to the heavens
The skies filled with flies, the bird of locust flowers
Screams and wheels at the aid froth
And fear in the nostrils of the steeds
Steering blood herds to the mountain fame
The hit that killers are burning like devil
The trip of the light burn bright
The eyes of the blind open like whirlwinds
The breastplate of grace-face
The lamp pours light into the children's mouths
Open the slit of the conspiracy
And go further into the perfect peace
Of the perfect world envisioned by the murderer
The first dead, the first killer
The first framer
The farmer in Sodom
Cattle reaper
A thought to spear the care
Enough is too late
The sky took lives from me
Turned my head to smoke
A rising over the near east
With lips tasted of peace
And kingdoms far within
The queen donned the bells
And grave faces hieratic under the moon
Oh, its waves and light
Lifting the dead from under dust
Choked and more unmoved
Unquick and lithe
Lifting their hearts like the sunflower
Drank honeysuckle eons
And toasted toys goodnight
But around the back of the bars of the city of God
The night squeals and prays entrance
Attendance for the march
The rainbow children were trademarked