Dragons Awake!

Take me through the voodoo, Buddha

You are the King of Things

I am a fake



Over the treetops

An automan

And automatic girl



Predator skin an orangutan alive

I have two eyes

Sprinkle the pearls over the ham



Grand Peter, Might it be the 

Pipes of Pan?



Softer tits will great you

But they have been tapped

By suckers of the sap



Now I'm going home

In the distance I can see them

Proudly waving flags



To separate and free them



Dragons Awake!

Forever and ever

For everyone to see



    -Amen