All is sad, deliciously sad
And the world affixes itself
To the sorrow

Quietly, the old woman's kiss
Brought to mortal lips
Swept away swept away
The kiss
Swept away swept away

Swift chill of desolation
And the sadness affixes itself
To decay

Anxiety, the undone
Brought to mortal hearts
Swept away swept away
Her touch
Swept away swept away

All is cold, deliciously cold
And the world affixes itself
To the silence.

In the bodiless heart
Headlights in the drowning view
Of splintered night

Invisible moves
Soaked concrete heads
Through floating glass

Like a Gabriel outside
His heavenly curtain
He cannot see where the lights
END
Where he
ENDS
Or if they know where they
END

In the bodiless heart
Headlights in the drowning view
Of splintered night.

Corrupted desolation
The sound of glass between teeth
I belch the suicide of guilt

Naked body on display
Parasite my heart
And the immensity wherein it dies

Immense desolation I cry
And spit my perception at the world

Amused by the disgust
Or by chance to see it move

I belch the world I laugh

Lights underneath
From lights above
Trial by water after all

Two by the ocean
Waves crashing in
A witness of the deep

The swimmer can swim
A thousand lengths
Clockwise and reverse
I cannot swim in you

Absorbed in itself
All the way down
To the ever hushed cry

The threat of its stillness
Mirror the sky
One, two, me and you

The swimmer can swim
A thousand lengths
Clockwise and reverse
I cannot swim in you.

I am the black star
Hostess of your dead hearts hymn
My heart explodes in your ecstasy

You drink me like poison
I am the water wherein you drown
Your love is reflections of death

Beyond night
You are no longer excess of light
Beyond the hours of darkness you are mine.

Sickening, sickening place
Framed snapshots of buzzing stillness
Noisy polaroid faces
With tick, tack clock voices
With crawling on my skin words

To drown outside
My feverish head
Away away away

To go under in
A silent sea of nothing
Gone gone gone

Paranoid, paranoid wish
All feed the claustrophobic storm
Broken down in molecule faces
With tick, tack clock presence
With crawling on my heart eyes

To drown outside
My feverish head
Away away away

To go under in
A silent sea of nothing
Gone gone gone

As a delirious Don Quixote
I enter the shadow
Of spinning windmills
Ghostly spin, away but not towards
Earthly ride, away but not towards.

Running wide
On promises of sweet tomorrows
Running deep
In ignorance and hope

On and on
Towards the big black sea
The banks of this river is night

Night is within me
And I am here in your arms

Drawn in
By this massive flow of violence
Drawn down
In this procession of mud

On and on
Towards the big black sea
The banks of this river is night

Look at her
When she passes you by
Feel him
As he denies you again

On and on
Towards the big black sea
The banks of this river is night

Night is within me
And I am here in your arms.