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Homage To the Lizard King

Come dance and sing Side by side with the Lizard King, Entranced as he devours his rage In the seductive dark at the edge of the stage. The Lizard King can do anything. Balanced on the edge of a grave, You'll give away what you came to save. Fifty amps send forth salacious screams His acolytes swarm to share these dreams. The Lizard King can do anything. Eyes that some would die for Cast their magics from the printed page "Who Do You Love?" they ask Looking for the answer in ceremonies Held in the pulsing womb of the night. Streets are filled with doubt and pain As youth's desires contend with those of age And drown together in the summer's bloody rain. Poet possessed by a savage muse Now plays the Apocalypse Cafe' Sings to angels and demons ' Neath the spinning stars At the Eternal Carnival. This is the end, Beautiful Friend; The crystal ship is sailing off. Dance on fires in the East with the Czar Drinking mystic draughts in the final Whiskey Bar. Show us the way to the next little girl And don't ask why We are born to grieve and love and die. Strange fruit grow In the garden of the Big Sleep Where the Lizard's scales shine On the face of the Deep. Laugh there with those born to sweet delight, And weep with those who live in the endless night. Come dance and sing 'Til the concert hall rings Come dance in a place that knows no sense That will shudder and shake a thousand years hence. The Lizard King can do anything. Come see what disembodiment brings In the court of the Lizard King. Shout within the celestial walls And harken to the voice of the Void as it calls. The Lizard King can do anything.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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