When the sun falls and the nights rises, who do u run to

ya better pray for protection
bring darkness whenever I come through

we killing the old gods and facade's now

they tell me hades is where I'm bound
but I can't relate in a whole different lane, in the depths of the pit is where I'm found

Venus and Saturn lobe child
bit they winder why I'm so wild
and why I like my music so loud

its soul mane its the soul mane

melanin to the 9th power
on a soul plane, not a soul plain

in my crew and we came to devour

all fear mongering cowards.Injure ya mind when I enter, to help ya remember
just what ya came here for
ya calling call in
we living in the midst of
a bunch of pretenders
with hidden agendas
the fallen the fallen.I bear the light not wrong and right but strictly neutral
I bear the fig the tree ok knowledge mighty fruitful
u stuck in the past its a new age we came tear it down
let it get in u the thoughts of freedom is a dangerous sound
and I got little bit Mo
than what u think I had in store
man this is a doozy I'm truly the one u should follow and that's what I know
all the way into the abyss
sip and fellowship with me over this
such a beautiful sight, its gone be one hell of a night.We don't die we multiply
let you light shine til ya die
I see through ego, but he don't know what we know.

Am in too far or in too deep
Up all nite for 2 weeks and still can't sleepNo doubt we cuttin close
its the life I choseAll this for countin paper can't thumb my nose 4In the game I'm a player -and soldiers do the coachinEverybody got a plan- few can put it all in motion
ain't no magic potion - for us to get the paper
Didnt listen back in school now I'm sittin on a caper 8Gotta be a money maker- American societyPreaching bout that piety - issues wit sobriety
Tissues for the missus of enlisted veterans cryinWhen the dyin suits ell chatter but the money's all that matters 12In a panic people scatter- I'm focused the goal-If somebody use a weapon then we'll never see parole
Shit is Hotter than a stove - ya mama set to broil
Son We do it all together to my team Im stayin loyal

Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor
I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady
Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady
Cased out the joint now I'm waitin on the first moveV8 hummin I'm in first u should know dudeChecking out my rear view lookin for a crown Vic
Hard to to get a bead on the beast cuz the streets thick 4Staring at the clock cuz I know it's been a long timePromised dey was gettin in and out call it quik crime
Rollin out - cant do it till they in the ride5 minutes they inside seemin like its 45 8Calm down- lemme take a deep breath
Cuz if I lose my cool here den we most defGoing to pen - so I gotta win
Hit a lick and then we never doin this again 12Listen in -to the cops on the cbHat low black tint can't see meWaitin on a move now its time to step
Yo I think I see the blues now its time to dip 16
Igot my the wheel in my left hand what?I got the steel in. My right hand what?I got my eyes on the door time to settle the scorewhen dey make out the building put my foot to the floor
I'm ready I'm readyAnd I gotta keep this thing on steady
Gotta keep a grip cuz my palms all sweatyAin't no doubt about it cuz u know I stay ready- steady

A blush appears upon her skin like an autumn sky,

When I tell her that our love is like a wish I once had,

A lonely world that makes me turn away from it all,

She reaches out and takes my hand and makes it all gold.




My Love, has fallen like a winter snow,

It covers all,

And brings me home.




Somewhere in your eyes,

A better world a better life.

Somewhere in your eyes,

Oh I was wrong but turned out right.

Somewhere in your eyes,

A loving hand a peaceful mind.

Somewhere in your eyes,

It can’t be wrong it feels so right.




I tend the scars of all the lovers that have darkened your door,

I see the blows that fell like a winter snow,

All the roads I walked all led me to you,

And all the love I held I’m giving to you.







My Love, has fallen like a winter snow,

It covers all,

And brings me home.




Somewhere in your eyes,

A better world a better life.

Somewhere in your eyes,

Oh I was wrong but turned out right.

Somewhere in your eyes,

A loving hand a peaceful mind.

Somewhere in your eyes,

It can’t be wrong it feels so right.




And all the words that go unspoken,

And all the hearts that go unbroken,

My Love for you.




Somewhere in your eyes,

A better world a better life.

Somewhere in your eyes,

Oh I was wrong but turned out right.

Somewhere in your eyes,

A loving hand a peaceful mind.

Somewhere in your eyes,

It can’t be wrong it feels so right.

J’ai dit merde à l’écriture

Merde au vers

Ils m’en ont voulu, c’est sûr

Les Ethers




Il leur a manqué ma voix

Mon ramage

Pour peindre la sainte voie

Des nuages




Mes merde je vais me taire

Et mourir

Lever à leur nez mon verre

Au franc rire




Il n’est au monde qu’un monde

Merde au vers

Ce monde est un bouge immonde

Un enfer




Et néanmoins elle y danse

La beauté

Dans l’ordure sidérée

Ses cadences !

Huit janvier de quatre-vingt seize

Le Bon Père est venu matin

M’emmener pour que je la baise

Une catin




Elle a l’œil de basalte gai

De Rimbaud, d’Esther, je ne sais

Je m’en vais lui sonner les cloches

Ce sera fait




Me restera le long chemin

A courir, eh bien, dieu me damne :

Il n’est pas si long, le chemin

Je suis poète, je suis âne !




Huit janvier de quatre-vingt seize

Le Bon Père m’a pardonné

Son crucifix blond, je le baise

Son cul donné




Qui est l’œil de la vie sous terre

De Satan, d’Orphée, Baudelaire

Je m’en vais offrir ma tournée

Tournez, danser !




Nous allons vous le mettre en bouche

Notre poème, enfant qui couche :

Le monde a perdu la raison

Il nous a reniflé le con,

Il nous a reniflé le con !




Elle :




Dansons notre ronde, tournons

Verlaine, ou si tu veux, sortons !

La ville est jolie, c’est l’été :

Sur la place on a tricoté

Des roses de papier crépon




Ouvrons la fenêtre, chantons !

Verlaine, ou si tu veux, causons

La ville est jolie je suis belle

Je suis louve et je suis missel

Ou coquelicot, c’est selon




Verlaine, je m’en vais passer

Sache bien que j’étais la vie

Sache bien que j’étais la vie

Sache bien que j’étais la vie

Ce n’est rien, dis-tu ?

C’est assez