Atrox The Bedlam of the Bedlam Lyrics:
A young man astride a rocking horse. His
petticoats bristling. His eyes closed with
pleasure enjoying the euphony of his fork scraping
his plate. Facing him sits a filthy oldie shaking
his dentures like castanets. Whistling through his
nostrils, giggling with tears in his eyes. The
clattering of my teeth. Sometimes a coff,
sometimes an achoo. Heard a cry for help, but
didn't pay attention. Thought it was only myself
as usual - the beldam of the bedlam. A toothless
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hag moving eyeball-beads in an abacus. They stare
so, they stare so on her rope of pearls: A row of
Lilliputian skulls on a string. The oldie chants
the alphabet in an order he has fixed himself.
Once he strode down the aisle with a wedding gown
on an arm's length. His bride-not-to-be (anymore)
in the soil right outside. The youngster tells
about how he once lay in a bathtub barely
conscious in rusty-bloody-red water. The bathtub
tiptoed on lionpaws to the landing, tipped over
and flung him down the stairs on a
rusty-bloody-red runner. I'd like to tell them
about a dragon with hiccups. Hiccuping fire in
headwind, burning itself. But I'd better not...
Lyrics: The Bedlam of the Bedlam, Atrox [end]