traumreiz from yolk by heliogabale

Brion Gysin and his dream machine, filling your head, shaking your veins. This is not real, but it jerks you, in light jogs the dive is real, in a jiffy the juice’s sliding in head, colours in jowls, hollow time, dogs on a favour, you’re like fist, digging and digging / you dig your hole in a few steps, imploring pupils / the wild boys, red alert in bleeding, cut up the trail, APO 33. We’ve stayed there all dead / you’re not falling in red alert but the dive is real and shaking all beasts, I’ll shake / ’s turning air suddenly you’re diving, suddenly you fall, suddenly you see lines and it turns / I blow your arms to heart, you’re the red alert, your dick bleeds off / I will shake all of the sick birds, I will find the secret of all the beasts, I wanna leave that earth / cut up the trail / APO 33 / APO 33.

• Alternative
• French rock
• cabaret rock
• heliogabale
• noise rock
• Paris