Paroles de Red faced and screaming

"like Castor and Pollux in a porn-play…" I command the iconoclasm and I collapse paranoia concurs in such different shapes singing hearts yearning for vampire charms wishing to lay nestled in each others arms Deliberation - streaming thru Christmas dementia the icy roads that makes me struggle to my feet inebriety beckons and the sweetmeat calls as the structure of immediate temptation tolls Demi-rep even in sleep the worthwhile delirium creeps thru the hideaway for obscenities inside the shelter for the in-betweens The snow coils the cum-shot cage as confetti covers the stage I behold the star faced dismay like Castor and Pollux in a porn-play