Magic

Magic

Magic has always been in the air
Words bringing you out of despair
Music making you feels like the heir
Perfume that makes you touch her hair
Crescendo coming out of nowhere
Acceleration that you just don't care


Some words I knew their senses
Some worlds I knew their senses
Some worlds I could dispense
Some words I could not dispense
Some situation I had no defense
Smiles put me in a state of grace


And do you feel this acceleration?
Time can be stopped in its motion
Constant evolution is our mission
A New magic ritournelle is a revolution
For ages it will be like a premonition
One on which to build erudition

Kissing the Sea

You kissed the sea for me
Where I was there was only sands
And nothing in these strong hands
And everything for me to be

Another letter from my favorite snake
Another front is about to open
Those strange rituals on that lake
Where this omen was written

Facts, front, decision to be taken
Pressure, time compression, reflexion
Half-way thru it could it really be?
With only the half moon as an aide

Tomorrow horror will be my friend
The very necessity of this burden
Maybe I will sleep in my bed of linden
Anyhow this will be time well spend

You will kiss the sea for me
My agenda will next bring me to Mecca
Something needs to be released by me
And My next stop will finally be Alexandria

Where I may kiss the sea if gods forgive
If it were just for me I would carry on
Sometimes I do not choose the way I live
And I just heard I must go to Babylon...

Suspension

Suspension

In time I realised it was just an illusion
When I thought It was a pure inclusion
Sweet seclusion, illusion, confusion
It was just an allusion, dissolution
I wanted a transfusion for my contusion
You wanted preclusion of my false devotion
This fusion of various conclusions
Could only lead to infused delusion


A preclusion from my intrusion
an Obtusion from any pertusion
An Occlusion from a sad repercusion
A Corrosion of your grand illusion
profusion for your nihilistic delusion
No more of all this blood effusion
But I do not understand this notation
And all this talk about possession


I Needed a transfusion for my division
Anything but your normal dimension
Everything with or without permission
profusion for my vivid vision
Anything but the television
Supervision of the social fabrication
Sanctified suppression of any succession
Anything but your standard deviation