Impractical and Awesome.

[A suffocating stench of herbs
Beneath the blue god of death
Beneath you insolent flowers bloom off-season
I'm in a gaudy waking nightmare
I become ordinary when even my sex appeal melts off]

...But it's all about perception is the end eh?

[Constantly checking my watch I keep inquiring about their mood]

....And I get lost and put to the "Recycle Bin" all the piled up mountain of my weird intentions.

[Until my brain dries up like a sea urchin and I throw myself down awaiting the night's curtain]

.....I actually hid myself there, but my eyes still say the truth if you look at them.

Make yourself beautiful for this

.....You ARE.

[Make me laugh by rising in the West and sinking into the East sometime.]

{Italis by hide's "Blue Sky Complex"}