Lethal jingle

The broken record of my youth

turns on the bitter salt 

of fortunes squandered 

in the era of fake blondes...

 Here,I am ,

mercury messenger ,

twilight ridder ...

At the end of the ball ,

night parrots 

back in the shade 

when queens go bare ...

Fairies and dragons 

are child's play 

for the grown-ups of this world...

Ladies and harlots ,

your blue dreams 

set in the icy ambergis 

of a prophecy ...

 Here,I am ,

chronicler of saturn rings ,

to this runt clinging 

in the bossom of the foolish virgin.

I cast the spell to end it all 

in a great  offering of holy vomite...

Madonna throws soiled panties to the public !

Despair no longer mobilizes cadavers ...

  Thriller of a lunar stride .

In those days when life smiled ,

I was filled with funeral moons.

The black eyes of death 

designing me ,

 architect of a spider web .

You're all gone ,

and brownish mummies .

Only astrology filled with fury.

Madonna's dirty buttocks 

in an old cupboard 

of your memory ...

 Starchy buffoons ,

amonia perfumed jesters ,

 parody creatures 

go and find the court of the flies .

  Lethal jingle please !