I’m writing with my left hand
not now
but in your head

I’m sending a letter
to the God-des and She
Kicking and screaming
watch me on your LCD

The distant and abandoned
- technical magician
Playing with fire
tattooed on my neck

The fog of your wisdom
moving round like carousel
Transformation
and remote peace

Prophet
the lazy boy from future
Miracle and death
floating through the air

The only way out is up
But you can’t reach the play
mechanical disillusion shall remain

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