Paroles de Omen Of Delirium

Disciples of obsolete and unthinkable commerce scrawled in Etruscan language Dependents on not yet synthesized drugs People of the black market of the third world war Practicing absurd telepathic sensitivities Obstetricians of the spirit Investigators of dissipations denounced by bland paranoiac chess players Servants of unlikely fragmentary guarantees transcribed in Jewish stenography Imbuing the spirit with unspeakable mutilations Surly police officers of not prostituted lands Junk dealers, sellers of delicious nightmares and of yearnings dried on cells saturated and affected with unknown pathologies Bartered with the rough material of the will Drinkers of heavy fluid sealed in shining amber of dreams. I shell never forget the unspeakable horror that froze the lymph in my glands, when the maleficent word scared my shaky brain.