By Silverfish Imperetrix whose incorrupted eye. Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives. By Salamander, Drake, and the power that was undine.
I open my eyes. From a dreamless night. With a sense of dread. You could cut with a knife. So I'm thinking that. Maybe I killed somebody. You never know - you never know when.
In a purple vision. Many thousand years ago. I saw the silent stranger. Walk the earth alone. . Twenty-seven faces. With their eyes turned to the sky.
In a dark horse town, in the middle of the West. Where Friday takes so long to arrive. Johnny wakes up dreaming, turn's on the radio. . Then he jumps up plays his guitar in the mirror.
I, I have no church or philosophy. I've never known or told a joke in sin. I smoke in bed, I smoke instead. I know the in's and out's of smoke. . And where there's smoke, there's fire.
Beneath the freeway at the cloverleaf junction. A symbol of good luck eminates darkness. The shadow will grow to cover california. Somewhere on the road from san bernadino.
Perfect water, the dark wind braids the waves. The crazed birds raid the trees, is this our destiny?. To join our hands at sea and slowly sink and slowly think.
A mirror is a negative space with a frame. And a place for your face it reveals. What the rest of us see. It conceals. What you'd like it to be. . Pretty girls can't look away.
Cornwall and the harbor. Where witches went mad more than once. And until this day in dreams at least. The lighthouse at Lost Christabel. . Squat and hugely tilts upon the strand.
A rock through a window never comes with a kiss. Rhyme and a reason never argue with a fist. There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight. It's the time in the season for a maniac at night.
I am gripped by what I cannot tell. Have I slipped or have I merely fell. I feel gypped my senses telling lies. I've been stiffed by serpent's soundless cries.
Fresh from zones of moisture. And afterwards the meat. With spangles on my long-tailed suits. And songs to haunt the one that's saved. . Just call me Desdinova.
Death comes sweeping through the hallway. Like a lady's dress. Death comes driving down the highway. In its Sunday best. . A fire of unknown origin. Took my baby away.
Out of the smoke at the dawn of man. Out of the ocean across the sand. Reaching forth with her ancient hand. Dragon lady. . Out of the flames of a man's desire.
Dance on fire with me babe. The flames ain't gonna stop. Come on and show me. That you're ready to trot. . So if you really wanna do it. You better do it hot.
Don't turn your back, danger surrounds you. Don't turn your back to the dogs who hound you. Don't turn your back, don't show your profile. . You'll never know when it's your turn to go.
Blood of bat, tail of newt. Wing of metal, bone of steel. Vial of health, flask of pain. Staff of life or poison rain. . If he really thinks we're the devil.
You said you'd be here at a quarter to five. I didn't know if you were dead or alive. How long you think that I can sharpen my knife. I've got better things to do with my life.