Portrait of the Fin de Siècle

Ravaged by drugs stifled by a mantle of fumes

the supernova smolders burned to a fiery star

of three evenings-of chaos desire and torment

steps onto the trampoline begins all over again

dwarf of our time star of evenings long extinct

you goat-footed artist mimicking the demiurge

apocalyptic funfair O prince of somnambulists

hide your loathsome face

while there's time call the Lamb cleansing waters

let the true star ascend and Mozart's Lacrimoso

call the true star the realm of the hundred leaves

let the Epiphany be fulfilled the New Page open