[Instrumental]
[Music - Jim Matheos]
NARRATOR THERE'S A FEW BOB IN YOUR POCKET AND YOU'VE GOT GOOD FRIENDS, AND IT SEEMS THAT SUMMER'S NEVER COMING TO AN END YOUNG, FREE AND INNOCENT
[MILES] Sound the flute, Blow the horn, Pluck the lute, Forward, mourn! [MOURNERS] Ahh...ahhh...ahhhh... [MILES] Ah! [MOURNERS] Ah! [MILES] All Crete
(Ipocrisia - Verita)
Fruit of a consumed paralysis & Amok monkey who's brandishing a knife, pretends to kill to be absolut burned in the open / A soul thief, a determined
So every day, I get up & come back to the mirror / ... To fall silent at last ... & Yet ... " Don't go" ... " I don't go anywhere, I think !" / How long
I don't think, collapse & i adopt the foetus position ... I don't have much time to live ... " Who told you this ?" ... " Something divides us do you
So inside me nothing came anymore ... The dull dilation of my arteries ... " Deliver me "... You will see this horrifying thing shown on my face / Cruelty
... In this compendium ... Read... " The one who never laments and desires " is dear to the heart of ... Ebola-monkey carries its heartbreak animalcules
I was to close this strange compendium... Fixed mirror... This wall where I've climbed on to all the night / The astonishing disarray of the body its
I settle myself back at the foot of my bed / An unpronounceable & fluid syllable which crosses me death in suspense . Laughs outside
They didn't understand anything about flesh & I was decided to break the pact "This cruelty mask"...
Lonely, knelt down the bench, in the park, tears came from my eyes... A fowl came to shit on me/"You are on our side!" I came back everyday,& talked
Angel faces' beasts ... Near the door all the night ... I'm no longer the absolut spirit / Theatre of sordid illusions & prisonner of darkness / Complex
Yantric symptoms & collusion of the body with the need ... play of a spirit ready to leave... Ebola-Monkey visited me ... I had to kneel, to implore its
