Fist Heart Mighty Dawn Dart
For the inconvenience you are suffering
And Mr. Booking Agent, please have mercy
Don't book the jobs so far apart
We went up to Griffith Park
With a fifth of Johnny Walker red
And smashed it on a rock and wept
While the old couple looked on into the dark
Oh, Richard, tell me if it's poker
Oh, Richard, tell me, who's got the joker and is it poker
Deuces wild, like an only child
I'll see what you got. How much is in the pot
You pay the tips and I'll collect the chips
It's a full house tonight--everybody in town is
In Blood We Trust
Incarnations in the voice of a child
Spells brewed in wizened fingertips
Eyes implode and guts fountain,
cranial terror of the invader
Twelve disciples erupt in flames
The thirty air consumes the ashes
Unleash predators avenging shadows
pursued by barbaric serenades
Experimental magick
Blood of a new Christ
Whirring in isolation
vowing revengre on the cosmos
The moon commands the creation
hatched under a lunar bane
charged with universal melancholy
Protozoic words slither from lips
A new product of Sodom
greeting from the torture
fed upon a graveyard erotica
It's the eve of dead souls