Tales of the Dark Arts - Jim Kroft

Amongst us walked Gods dressed in drag,

They got drunk and lost the creation plan,

With a sexed up little kiss and an armageddon grin

Were we wooed, by a devil´s ruse?

Are there mortals in disguise in the heavens today,

Playing Russian Roulette as a dieing world fades,

Is St Peter in the trunk lieing out punch drunk

Who knows, where the chaos goes —

Because everything is pregnant with it´s contrary today,

A head fuck at the best of times — unless there´s something that I missed

Then humanity´s in a twist

I´m going to take a holiday for the time I´ve missed,

I´m going to set on sale down the river styx,

Say a happy old Hurrah to the Northern Star

And whack — I ain´t coming back…

It´s a bi-polar time with eclectic rhymes,

I´m mixing up my metaphors as the death toll chimes

As the vertigo strikes please read me my rights

Before, black angels falls:

Because everything is pregnant with it´s contrary today,

A head fuck at the best of times — unless there´s something that I missed

Then humanity´s in a twist

No I don´t know, where to go, where to go…