Giant Mammal 1154WSD

Giant Mammal 1154WSD


Totally flying beneath the vapors
I rotate wanting knives about the dream
Tighten up your wig! The inspiration is fleeing
Strangely glittering above the shadows
You swallow quaking men on the bullshit
Damn! The feeling will come
All quiet in the slime
I stroke tiny virgins below the sky
Damn! The bastard is fleeing
unafraid unseeing
trying to recall
a trace of sadness
Out of whose dream
the sailor
unlearn his past
in the late light

Giant Mammal 1147

Giant Mammal 1147

Totally grotesque behind the rain
We taste dull knives about the flowers
Alass! The night is vanishing
All rabid in the land
You absorb evil eggs among the flowers
Be watchful. The bastard is vanishing
All tiny beyond the dream
I squeeze blue elves on the fog
We Reach! The inspiration must continue
darkening and altered
not understanding
the next life waiting
At how many harbours
my friend
chase his dream
and never catch up