Fireworker - Gazpacho

Come closer

I’m the lord of pseudo-thinking

The statue starts to weep

My heart’s a Geiger counter

You should be crawling on your knees

For the divine announcer

Devoured

The fire of London

And now I’m here to settle down

As I have bought us some liberation

Windy storm on our loving home

See I don’t subscribe to subordination

Fireworking

Through the sweet Iberian night

Paco tuned his strings too tight

Lily’s changing

In a cage that she calls home

Another swallow flying low

Inspired

There’s wine in the fountain

And I am here to settle down

And I have come for your resignation

And I will leave you on your knees

Below the dream of peaceful sleep

Call to come

Be lost in all the ways that I am not

Won’t you come?

Your ideal life

You’re the pilot of a dream

A fireworkers fire regime

To illuminate

The sky’s a billion burning eyes

A final sulfurous goodbye

In The Shining

Apocalyptic overlook

Where Wendy wants to read his book

Bloody water

Exalted flesh of Jesus Christ

Eat yourself with all your might

Thanksgiving every night

Bloody skies

Where a universal scream

Is fireworker’s dream