Meeting behind the iron sling 

My brandy tongue was like a caterpillar thing 

Suzy-hung up on Joan of Arc 

Cloudily gave me the key to the dark 

Scraping the lice from my bed 

I sussed we were teleported into his head 

A wormy blood train expected our feet 

But I cradled Suzy's head in my lap 

And fitted the stair to her gap 

And led her off the Astral plane 

Sculpting her features in flesh 

Her Alice eyes scan the mythical scene 

And rose on the veiny snake train 

And prayed to his bastille sky brain 

The driver was a cancer growth cell 

His words were just recorded tapes of Hell 

He left us in the room of faded scrolls 

In a window wall we saw a good thought chained 

But knifed into a portion of his brain 

Was a whitish through back to the green Amazon leach 

It was interlocked between his angel eyes 

Which were bleached transparent 

And his marble lips were paralysed 

We swum and ran knee deep in plasma 

The cello stairs reduced in size 

The sunken landscape eclipsing into 

A pair of blue Tazmanian eyes 

Scenescof then became a midget 

Scratching at the bone in my knee 

Then an eat without a body 

Listening to my mental sea 

Suzy sat behind some loose flesh 

Her pirate thoughts were both young and old 

Reduced to wearing blonde lot earings 

She held me near she felt the cold 

We ran just like young fauns 

And me I fought a great worm 

Sent to taste my jaguar feet 

And used his skin to make my wings begin 

I sussed and stole a scene from Icarus 

And flew us above some uncooked meat 

A plastic hook pierced through my Instep 

I flew too near his Brutus heart 

But Suzy hip to all the future 

Played the Victorian heroin's part 

With my basted leg and rusty head 

And Suzy in a Hipolite dream 

I brandished my breathing machette 

While Scenescof prepared his Gorgon machine 

It flew out from its eyelid island 

It's Vulcan teeth and hydra spray 

It's scale y tang claws ripping rainbows 

It moved it's cave lips in worlds of movement 

It makes a sound it seemed to say 

Keep cool the satin sun is yours 

I see your youthy aura's bright 

Expell your tears and jungle fears 

I'm here it's going to be alright 

Then Scenescof screamed his charlatan hair 

Quick silvered from black to grey 

Then the Gorgon moved the lizard dial 

And was transformed into Grecian dust 

And from the sand was born a blacked horned storm 

With a charger and a spear 

As he moved his limbs 

The legend shaft sliced Scenescof from ear to ear.