[00:08.31]The snow on your eyelids that curtsy with age
[00:12.19]Is freezing the stares on tyranny’s wings.
[00:19.19]The bitter is hard and the warmth of your skin
[00:23.37]Is diseased with familiar caresses.
[00:31.15]Withdrawing from splendor and royal decay
[00:35.08]Among all the triumphs and jaded awards
[00:42.08]The angry and blazing circus of sun
[00:46.11]Blasphemes as the crown prince arises.
[01:08.25]You cannot beget all the sins that you owe
[01:12.08]To the people of paradise magic
[01:18.52]Pretend to answer passion and form
[01:22.10]With foreign rationalizations.
[01:30.34]Primroses are the jewels that lurk
[01:34.16]Among masks of pleasure that flicker with doubt
[01:41.35]Embraces of fame that’s simultaneously fear
[01:45.25]To advance and demand to be recognized.
[02:07.30]The river shall flow through hollow green faces
[02:11.23]Of caricature’s resentment etched out of the tongues.
[02:18.48]Both reluctant princess asleep before birth
[02:22.92]The classical sensitive failures.
[02:31.26]The worshipping wicked cling to the dark of your heart
[02:34.79]Lying there and wait with your angels
[02:40.83]Moan and ravish from dawn to dusk
[02:44.81]The avaricious young lovers.