Madness and Her Thousand Young - Le Grand Guignol

As a pristine cupido she dwells in her abode

A repellent nimbus secures her scarcely uncouth brains

Thither goes my sanity !

The narcotic deluge leaves me in parched dismay

Whilst I realize the nigh vortex only from afar

Led astray to dance like a wincing spasm

I am trying to elude the roaring maelstrom, drawing nearer

I tumble and fall into my unfathomed mind

Thus it has finally arrived

My reckoning moment of truth

And I am willing to do penance

In every wish you speak

In every thought you think they hide

On every move you make

On every breath you take they ride

They are the pupils of Great Mistress Nausea

They are the children of dementia

If children they are …?

Her unhinged kinship entices my abysmal zest

As with diligence I ascend the close apex

She will harass again!

… mother?