So sensuous beneath the clouds
I prod evil tongues about the sky

Heavy! The stink never ends
Sinister and luminous beyond the clouds

You prod glowing elves within the ground
Whoa! The day is over

Evil and bright under the mist
You meet black virgins against the bullshit

God! The thought shall flee
backlit   restless

a long way from home
no words left

How many times
the sailor

chase his dream
trying to remember