yes is arrived
come to my country and drink my blood if you’re thirsty
and I so many tried
to kiss deads’ body with my salted lips
this kiss this mortal curse sticked on my forehead
I lost myself in the deepless sand

give my worries to your god
all your worships all your gifts to your gods
you sing then you sink like a black-hunted pirate ship
then I sing thus I sink like a thunder in the heart of hell
this is your hell
you mister you created this fucking hell
o yes is arrived

come to red valley you put this red valley in the bottom of middle-east
then everywhere is middle-east it’s meant to be like this
so give my bloody worries to your god
all your worships all your vows to your gods
and take from my dick your promised-lands
o yes is fucking arrived

this is thousand years ago many times ago paradise is lost
I lost then you lost
you are a magician mister chicken
you hided beauty then love then ethic
then you represented shits all around like a plastic-heaven
in the plastic books you told me how my history starts
how my ancestors come from monkey then being a shit-head human
o yes is arrived mister

no more teachers no more fucking philosophers are wanted here
here is a cactus land stands as Eliot said
we walk around those cactuses red and wet
I want to fill these cactuses in your asshole
as Eliot mentioned you are a hollowman yes mister asshole

who is lucifer who is god who is servant here
who is whore who is pimp who is holy-saint here
tell me do you like to taste an ice-cream-
on the fresh-cutted-child-head from africa or east somewhere else you know
you know every bloody shits
you know how to go space then how to come back from prostitute-house to your lovely blessed-home
oh our fucking lovely home we love home we are going to home this is our home this is damned home
come and take your promised-lands, your promised-homes from my lovely dick
yes is arrived in your plastic books mister pimp

09.08.07 / Islamabad