The grand opera of the universe
tears apart the decibels
of an improbable alien voice
coming from a distant inner planet .
Genius of ice liquefying in the heat
of a east village shady club ...
Scenical end to the eternal night ...
'' Let me freeze to death !
I am going to perform a concert on Saturn !
But I tell you :
Tomorrow will always be there
after the fall !
For that you must pray ! ''
Once the last note ,
cursed barytone
good for the drop ,
only a total eclipse will remain
in unspeakable gendred chaos
which eats away at your neural ego !
Life is a symphonic blunder
made of sycophantic manners
where you always die alone
accompanied by a baroque ensemble...
Purcel is merely the great computer
of a nightmare disguised as a cold song...
Evil composes sublime terminal lesions...
''Farinelli greets me as he passes by ,
casting just one look on my posterity,
I only created stridencies ,
to awaken a volcano with the flutter
of a butterfly 's wing !
Born out by chance of a story
I'm going back remixed .
I was only a simple man ,
escaping the invasion of baobabs ,
trampling my wild roses bush...
Just one look behind the mask .
But that is my mystery...''
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( Dedicated to Claus Nomi )
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: December 17th, 2025 11:41
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