life is an endless loop in a theatre of lust.
with peepshows, slut-machines, and lucky dames.
velvet dreams and lovestains all around.
put on your make-up and join us in death.
days are numbered in my calendar.
and x for every y.
a u for everyone i've loved on this manic ride.
and all the fortunetellers could never predict how this ends.
put on your corpsepaint and join us in death.
i'll drive this wornout veichle of flesh & bones.
through red lights and dark streets.
with alcohol my gas and decadence my companion.
tune in your police-radios and listen to the sound.
of molotov dreams set alight.
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