The Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad choices of his fate

set themselves out upon a plate

for him to choose what had he to lose

Not a ghost bloodied country all covered with sleep

where the black angel did weep

not an old city street in the east

gone to choose

And wandering's brother walked on through the night

with his hair

in his face

long a long splintered cut from a knife of G.T.

The Rally Man's patter ran on through the dawn

until we said so long to his skull

Shrill yell

Shining brightly, red rimmed and red lined with the time

effused with the choice of the mind on ice skates scraping

chunks

from the bells

Cut mouths bleeding razors forget in the pain

antiseptic remains coo goodbye

so you fly

to the cozy brown snow of the east

Gone to choose, choose again

Sacrificial remain make it hard to forget

where you come from

the stools of your eyes serve to realize pain

choose again

Roberman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse

for the loss of a horse

went the bowels in the tail of a rat

Come again, choose to go

And if epiphanies terror reduced you to shame

Have your head bobbed and weaved

Chose a side

to be on

If the stone glances off split didactics in two

Lay the colour of mouse trail's all's green try between

If you choose

If you choose

Try to lose

For the loss of remains come and start

start the game

I Chi Chi

Chi Chi I

Chi Chi Chi

Ka Ta Ko

Choose to choose

Choose to lose

Choose to Go