OUROBOROS
A primitive flute recital
Near to my greenish water source
Old painting as a subtitle
I am blowing next to the course
Full moon and a vegetation
Exotic jungle by the night
In my sight there is a nation
And a painter brushing no light
From trees is known my instrument
They recognise my requiem
Captivated by the moment
Clock breaks at 11 p.m
Albino snake charmer
'I'll be your slave Master'
Albino snake charmer
'I'll be your fate monster'
This one is here turning around
Me, representing a symbol
A perfect planet deeply round
It is such a risky gamble
Red eyes and a light yellow skin
Blowing I have never been scared
The snake will continue to spin
His rodeo, he feels prepared
From trees is known my instrument
They recognise my requiem
Captivated by the moment
Clock breaks at 11 p.m
Albino snake charmer
'I'll be your slave Master'
Albino snake charmer
'I'll be your fate monster'
Fool eating his own tail, creeping
He moves biting distance and time
Now facing his own death, bleeding
Living back again with no grime
Bipolar disorder my dear
Do not reveal my deep sickness
You maybe touch my deepest fear
I am Ouroboros I guess
© Guillaume Héritier, 07/2013.
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