Less Than Nothing

Musturbating kings are sadly looking on dancing queens
Remembering the day when Princess Diana was died
Growing of the pornoindustry had passed before their eyes
Just before they find the spirit in a driver`s blood.
Royal driver`s drunk
And princess Diana was died...

Musturbating kings are sadly looking at trapped princesses –
They are not as fresh and young as girls on redlight streets
Women with the MONA Lisa’s smiles and not expensive prize
Kings are frightly looking at a door afraid to be notised.

Plaing raggey and smoking cannabis
Diving into arms of the redlight streets,
Diying in the arms sold for little prize
They are decaying and dehumanized,
Looking on a screen with gensored film
Clothing eyes in light postorgasmic thrill
Right hand`s only weapon for pleasure
They are more than dead less than nothing sure.

ON A WINGS OF LIGHT POSTORGASMIC FLIGHT