I tried to turn mine
To wide open mirrors
Are everywhere
And faces are broken

I saw a dream actually
I always would dream but never
Remembered what I have eaten
Last time

Last time last real people’s
Lusty representative came to me
And whispered : how like to suck
My mind
And yes I could rely upon reality
I could rely upon everybody’s underwear
If they’re clear

Fake, fucked, fabricated animations of life
How beautiful ice creams are
How sexy porn movies already
Somebody will turn me off

Thanksgivings for war
We’re still in happy mood
Oh I remember : I dreamed chicks
When I was a teenager
But it’s not a big deal
I still dream chickens when
I am eating something
Something is really big
Obviously cuming
Perhaps all of us will be saved

I am a hero lives in a beautiful war
I fight in the city with fake puppets
And all over
And over all full of car
Full of sanies
Full of religious pimps might sell
Second hand used whores
Here are products
Blessed then fucked

Who I am
Who am I
Who are you
Who who who
Can I draw
A picture about
All of you
But not I
Am who
Are we
Are not
Choosed
But
This is the way the world is
Satisfied
Not with a bang
But with a
Whimpering hollow