H O L L Y W O O D E N I D O L

Celluloid satanism spurs a return to biblical literalism

A new age of Creationism, it is the days of Noah and a schism

Is coming, I have heard words hinting it, the trees hiss it

Black mirrors breeding autisms, big meg Judges using lawgivers

On civilians, the prisons are full 

In Winter we shiver while our exultants dinner in babylonian splendour

Night clear as paint thinner, with a brush ready to undo Da Vinci.


Rumours that’d make Kenneth Anger blush

Hushed up, corpse bunched up into a suitcase and pushed

Into the Paayme Paxaayt river, child in the rushes.


Marilyn Manson how my dope show 

Charles Manson how my Sharon Stoned

Spahn Ranch at dawn, wobbling sun like a thought form 

Spawning new forms through acid orgies

Womb-wet homunculi are given voices

Red raids organised by their high priest

His congregation’s oldest 17 years old, stoned

As the old man of the mountain’s soldiers

He is their older friend, CIA payrolled

Cielo Drive detonate the payload

Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme

Persiflage, Rosemary’s Baby, Time

For Helter Skelter, Polanski’s mind

Mimed sadness at delight

Lifting his shoulders

He holds the bowl aloft and intones

His tone a woe carrier.

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