Madman's Elixir/L'Absinthe
Join the jesters curbgently yearning herbs
Deadly desire, liquid liar
that is brewed for you
in the devils magic fire
Hundred thousand thrills
are passing as we're dancing on the hill
forever and ever in a clever endeavor
we throttle on the faeries bottle
In the mania of Bohemia we dance
with the genious gypsies in a trance
Drag a dozen absent
demons drinking absinth
Vomit venom, chasing serum
in the ruins of the druids
of the ancient green delirium
Listen to the sound
of mystics madly stomping on the ground
forever and ever in a clever endeavor
we throttle on the faeries bottle
In the mania of Bohemia we dance
with the genious gypsies in a trance
Poetry by tobias wedin
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Written on 2010-06-21 at 17:37
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