Hanging human paintings .
Eyes nailed and mouths open.
The stomachs are empty except from hunger .
They look at him with his tousled beard and his vague eyes .
And here he is, with the decadent belly, pouring a cup that was tasted like some Playful thing .
And he look for the girl that escaped from looking up.
She speaks in ecstasy with a loud voice While she standing in the middle of the stage ,
She said :
You’ll find her encased in gold,
Her hands play the Symphony of Death,
Her voice is a funerary opera.
On the yard that made from Human viscera .
She approaches them and start to drink what is flowing from their mouths To become drunk and tampering at night to suck the Drowned breath .
She gasping towards war ,
Long live death,
Long live death.
control them like wooden dolls.
If they deny her she is lost,
And if they bow down to her, she will swell .
she appear colorless to those who survived from looking up.
Explode and sing with Marilyn Manson voice
(sweet dreams are made of this)
She loves big asses and precious breasts.
A lesbian with faces injected with Exile .
Their shoes made from Hanged crocodiles.
Their bags made from thirsty skins.
When they speak, the lice come out of their mouths .
The Lice is her clan.
They mumble with her chatter in the night and the ends of the day.
In her isolation she draw
a cloud of cockroaches
Wings and dead butterflies.
So the frogs tumble over the heads that looking upwards …
Confused in the pub.
The cheetah laughs and laughs
Security forces enter the bar
The concert ended