In decadence and sane I stood by the wall Thought I'd left myself at home Thought I'd turned my back to stone But all the strangers knew my name All
there; catch me if you can, catch me if you dare". At all th4ese moments, and all these daydreams, and all our breaths which dream idly into deaths, deaths: at all these deaths
This autistic Imperium With paint and spick and span Is Nihil Reich Whilst wine calls meat My friend at teatime Wonders at the weight Of the armies that
