A makeshift parlour game Of treachery and shame A nest of sin and vice Informant's paradise All ears and all the same The rat's assembly line We work in shifts then rest Our ears are always fresh For...
Sing us a song, a song called how did it all go wrong Sing even though we haven't spoken for oh so long Sing for tongues are encumbered by their own eyes And weary of leering, twisting and winding...
I occupy this throne For only spiteful reasons The only kingdom known to me is out there My forest calls to me Amongst her leaves and grasses As calm and callow as the springtime air This keeps no...