Alchemisland

Diana dying in a tunnel

A word from mummy or husband and it’s done

Dodi sucking on toe rings, supporting the revenge dress

When the car crashed, his head hit the deck and practically melted

Rain was pelting down, from the forecast it was expected

Fifteen CCTV cameras in the tunnel, none of them inspected

The driver, usually reliable and sober, on this night reportedly necked

So much drink he was legless, didn’t know Adam from the next

When he hit the breaks, everyone hit the deck with gummier necks

Preservation of the brand and image, a long legacy to protect

Bloodlines incestually caged since the raging parades at Old Babylon

At the statue of dour, warloving Marduk, woodflesh goldcrowned, kingqueens are made

Two pillars becoming one, a divine hermaphrodite; an obelisk wreathed in baleful flames

Like the worst projections of a crash test dummy

Elvis, warped and gummy, dying in the dunny

Prophetic rappers dying choking on eggs, they like to make it funny

Neurolinguistic programming in books and barcodes

The secret is punning, they prune back the you by putting

Electrodes on your body and shocking you into dislocation

This demonic association is in charge without your votes

The octopus’ tentacles have entered every nation

Their calling cards are excess and temptation

Offices in Europe, The Americas and Asia

They’re the weird masons in the navy

They’re selling young girls into sex slavery

They have affinity and association with animals, Tex Avery

Texas, like how it’s all bigger than you expect

Clean the decks and one day you might be picked to lead

Wear your lead, bleed who they tell you to bleed

Pop stars passed around like brood mares for breeding

Truthtellers aren’t popular around here, you won’t stay breathing

If you show your cards and bare your teeth too clearly

But keep your fangs keen and steely

You’ve got to appear loyal, appeal to them

Before you get your cap peeled and keel over.